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...he met a monkey named Horticultural Cafeterium. This monkey was not your normal monkey, oh no. Sure he was good at math and had excellent sex appeal (like most monkeys do), but something was very different. You see, Horticultural Cafeterium's one gift in life was...

(fuck 'em, we can have our only little party )

...round of minigolf, which ended in tragedy in the form of a very bland sandwich. "This is the last time I go to Subway," exclaimed Tom, and Horticultural Cafeterium agreed in the only way that superspellingmonkeys do. After the flinging of poo was complete, the frolicking twosome hopped in their '96 Kia Sportage and went...

excuses to eat lollies

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I miss the days when my normal "look" got "nice costume" on halloween... Now I never seem to have the time to look strange anymore and.... the job thing... not so much dress code but I work with someone that is one of those... I'd never hear the end of it if I went back to dying my hair blue [actually I think I'd to go green next time...] it would be every fucking break.... questions... I HATE questions! My normal reponse after too many questions is "you know... every time you ask a question god killz a kitten"