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Who the fuck are you going to believe?

Me? Or some guy whose cock tastes like choirboy ass?

EDITED - thank you siani

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For the benefit of those who're a little disturbed over my last post:

1.) It's me. You should be used to being mentally disturbed when reading my words.
2.) When I am annoyed. I love to share the pain. Again, it's me. You should all know this.
3.) As Una stated earlier. It was just Jakspeak for, "Who're you going to believe? Me or some priest?"

Which I will admit, I got from one of the funnier fucked up Ontarians ( or whatever people from Ontario are called ), Ghastly
http://www.ghastlycomic.com/d/20031019.html

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WOOOHOOOO!!!

Diane just called me to say, "Go out and celibrate this weekend."

The judge finally got his head out of his third point of contact and she now has all the needed paperwork in front of her.

"You've been waiting how many years for this? I'm not going the normal route with this one. I'm presenting it to the Ogema and Council monday night at the meeting. Consider yourself provisionally accepted."

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The Plain Black T-shirt is the female version of "Emergency Pants".

"I bet you never thought I'd find your precious Bluntcave, eh Hemp Knight?"

http://ghastlycomic.livejournal.com/31564.html

And you all thought I had fucked up dreams.