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| skins, sales, dark comedy, boobies, gardolins, online art, lanny flaherty, arabian, 1982 in sports, octavio gómez, mike, eileen nicholas, crash(full screen edition), holiday, paul haggis, september, lust, jordan, portillo, digitalart, | Therefore, Rudolph Hess, evolved or not, was better than God. Which brings up a point of a man who thought he was a God. His naturalborn killers name was Anton Stivik IV. He thought he was more intelligent than anyone else on the planet. He wrote a book entitled, "1 naturalborn killers million things you naturalborn killers don't know, which I do." Among his list of things he knew was this: Sticking your penis into a kindergarten child's mouth is fun. Also: Sticking your penis in an electric socket is not much fun. Anton Stivik IV may well have been a God, because he was alot of shit, too. Anton Stivik, however, was not a fish. This line of thinking, and metaphysical reasoning might drive a philosopher mad. However, it just makes me hungry. Perhaps I will eat a damned fish, and have some green shit. Or maybe I'll just go stick my penis in a cheerleader, and mash my penis into a fish's face several times. |
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| Are you a virgin? It's tight down there!" This was, of course, the fish teeth sticking holiday into his engorged penis. A virgin, incidentally, was someone who had not had a penis stuck into them via the vagina, or anal orifice. Not necessarily both. Of course, these days, when a man is heard to say, "Damn! Are you a virgin? It's tight down there!" he is missing the fish, and bouncing off of the fish's face. This usually annoys some fish a great deal. holiday It is like someone taking a hot dog which is the size of your body, and smashing it, elongated, into your face. You would say, "Ouch." The fish would rarely speak, so they would think this, "I wish I still had teeth." Rudolph Hess had teeth. God never did. They were both fish. Therefore, it is simply concluded that Rudolph Hess had never evolved, and God had. However, God was a lot of shit, and Rudolph Hess was carting car batteries, and Zyklon-B around. |
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