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I ate the poisoned toad. Little did he know that I am immune to toads. AH HA HA HAAAAA. AH ha HA ha Ha HAAAAAA.
- Monkey farts.
MAD GIBBER!!! mad gibebremad gibbermadgibber madgibberMAD gibletsmA DGib BERMAFHIN *poof*
Excuse me while I eat my sandwich....
Excuse me while I kiss this guy.
Illogicopedia. Now with free turd!
Super Mario ate my hamster.
Corrosive anti-vandal paint .. all in my eye.
Monster: OMNOMNOMNOM
Pretty lady: Help!
Jim: I'll save you!
Jim pulls the pretty lady out of monster's mouth, preventing monster from experiencing a terrible case of explosive diarrhoea. Jim is then awarded the key to monster city.
Fooper's Fun Land is a happy land where children play. The air is clean, the cows moo contentedly, and the sun is always high in the sky. Unfortunately that means the sun /is/ in the sky. However high it is in that particular plane it is still in the sky, i.e. the atmosphere, instead of being say, 149 million kilometres away, where it would best serve fertile conditions for life. As you would expect, the gravitational pull of the sun at such a close distance instantly proved too much for the little planet and the cows didn't stand a chance.
O_/ \_O /\_ oh shit the cops _/\ _/ \ / \_
"Woah, This template still gets archived? I thought society had moved on since them days."
"You'd think so wouldn't you Ted. Come on, this is something to complain to the Guardian about."
An Englishman, an Irishman and an American walk into a bar. The American is too overweight to fit through the door and collapses. Attempts to resuscitate him prove unsuccessful and later that night he passes away. The Englishman, distraught at the loss of his friend, turns his gun on 19 others and eventually himself. The Irishman is crushed to death by the crowd fleeing from the gunfire.
^^^ I lol'd--Fishalishalish 00:57, 9 Yoon 2010 (UTC)
So, whose moldy bread is this? No ones? Ok, I'll just, er, throw it away...
/gobble
Delicious
Hyyiytrtruitr by Mrboxcube
I've almost finished plotting the end of the world, but I have nowhere to store my flaming ball of death. Hard to store something twice the size of the Earth, 'eh?
The Sheik sells sea shells in the sheik store. Sheiks - the state-approved Arab way to get your five-a-day!
Can someone tell me the right way to eat an ant, for time is of the essence? Thank you my friends.
INCOMING MESSAGE FROM THE BIG GIANT HEAD. Your fly's undone.
- Aight, sup? ..Yeah? ..Okay, cool. ...Yeah. ..Yeah. ...Nice catching up Barry, see you some other time yeah? ..Aight, bye.
We come from a Landownundah, where women blow and men chunter
- If you have scrolled down far enough to see this message, than you can probably see other things too. It would be a very odd eye condition where you could only see this line of text. Maybe its Vandaltemplateosis"?
I spkz gud eenglish, i learn it from a buick
- Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you? Punch 'em in da face?
Childish, gratuitous images for ze vin, amigos!
Mwahahahahahahaahahahaaaaacksaw.
Article whoring rules!
- THIS IS AN ADVERTISEMENT
- The spirit of Dadaism lives on in this 3,746 part magazine collection, to be completed by the year 3012. Buy Issue 1 now for the reduced price of just seven milk bottle caps!
- ADVERTISEMENT ENDS
Old people, stomach ulcers and paedophiles smell really bad. I sense a connection.
Guess wut? Those livers got beaten by them thar wigs. Burleave it babay! Time for a FFFFARTY!!! YESSSSS!!
PARP! PARP! PARAPPA THE RAP-PARP!
Testostereich has a smelly bottom! Tee hee
Now see here Jimmy, this is no exponential function, if anything it's closer to logisitc. Either way, the average amplitude of the meridium proves slightly, wait, is that Shaun White? I need an autograph!
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I would just like to take this opportunity to say 'fnurdlepoop'. -- Fnurr Dell 22:37, 15 Farbleum 2010 (UTC)
Brilliant, you found it? Aw thanks a bunch Dave, I'd been looking for that EVERYWHERE.
...Billroy?
So you thought twiddling knobs was a profitable hobby did ya? Well, actually it is these days, what with the increasing number of blatant raging homosexuals. Dang it, I'm sure I could have communicated that more subtly.
Awww right, a SHOE!
So you wanna beat me at hide and seek do ya..
Every night I look up at the night's sky and dream of how great things will be in the future, when I have a wife, job, kids, and fat people to push over on tap. A very, very, big tap.
....
"Wow, look at the size of that!"
"Keep your voice down Billroy, loud noises anger the tap."
Life is a natural part of death. <<<< --- Truth.
- [Scene: Kitchen]
Mom: Timmy, it's your turn to do the dishes.
Timmy: You can't be serious Mom. I did them last month!
Mom: Oh, I'm serious. Dead serious.
- [Dies]
Timmy: Mommy? Yes, no dishes!
And so the tale of stupendous heroism ends with appreciation of buckets and their many uses, icluding strangling your mother
I AM THE LUNAR DEITY OF LUNAR DEITISM
Haha, I can vandalise your vandalism, parrot boy! ;)
I CAN VANDALISE. I AM SO COOL.
- [Enters UP, UP, DOWN, DOWN, LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT, B, A]
- [Giant monster comes and eats reader]
Internet Exploder exploded my gonads. OrLOL ANUS was that my underpants?
