Hippy Pappy Happy Smaffy Laffy Daffy Dingle or however it goes.
blah blah treason blah blah decapitated blah blah cemetaries, blah blah sphincter blah blah the ride has been ruined forever blah blah loved it hated it meh blah blah wire tapping blah blah
Sigh - No one gets decapitated anymore...
But was anybody decapitated?
Um, if you are decapitated death will NOT be something we need to quibble about.
I'd just like to state for the record that if I should ever become decapitated, please let me die.
Make with the thunderous orgasms already. Sheesh.
I thought Fundy was a bay in Nova Scotia with tidal bores
Oh my, yes!
(If I don't wear underwear, my package is simply .... alarming. Ask anyone who's seen me in jeans on a commando day - - or, better yet, seen me in my red long johns of death!)
Alex broke the internets
Have an eggnog and get the shaft for Christmas!
Failsafe Systems Don't
- LashStoat
This is why God made the dollar section at Target.
I'm sure you'll all just think it is continued sourness on my part
Coincidentally, I named my cat, Track 2, after a Joanna Newsom song. I couldn't remember the title, so I was forced to do what I could under the circumstances.
How dare you interupt a thread on porn to talk about sex!
Dat dere's some good sheeeit.
Bornieo reached out, and grabbed that shaft with both hands, and took it like a man!
Try rubbing some vegemite on it. That sh*t must be good for something.
Well, I believe it started in 1973 with the death of Bogden Delaurot, who drowned in the Rivers of America after hiding on Tom Sawyer Island after hours. As a memorial, a pair of red longjohns was hung on the banks of the river, still there to this day. It became tradition, though not all of the tributes are as visible.
Well, believe it or not, but the Disneyland Ambassador has heard about the red longjohns.
The red longjohns for this death are located within the trunk marked "The Wells Expedition" within the Matterhorn itself.
You may stop mourning for the dead at Disneyland when the longjohns turn pink.
