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Sir, we have to take a stance on homosexuals, sir. what are your views? *whispers* read from these cards.. |
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[ok ok] :: picks up cards, takes a deep breath :: Gilt and red plush. Rococo bar backed by pink shell. The air is cloyed with a sweet evil substance like decayed honey. Men and women in evening dress sip pousse-cafes through alabaster tubes. A Near East Mug- wump sits naked on a bar stool covered in pink silk. He licks warm honey from a crystal goblet with a long black tongue. His genitals are perfectly formed -- cir- cumcised cock, black shiny pubic hairs. His lips are thin and purple-blue like the lips of a penis, his eyes blank with insect calm. The Mugwump has no liver, maintaining himself exclusive on sweets. Mugwump push a slender blond youth to a couch and strip him expertly. "Stand up and turn around," he orders in telepathic pictographs. He ties the boy's hands behind him with a red silk cord. "Tonight we make it all the way." "No, no!" screams the boy. "Yes. Yes." Cocks ejaculate in silent "yes." Mugwump part silk curtains, reveal a teak wood gallows against lighted screen of red Hint. Gallows is on a dais of Aztec mosaics. The boy crumples to his knees with a long "OOOOOOOOH," shitting and pissing in terror. He feels the shit warm between his thighs. A great wave of hot blood swells his lips and throat. His body con- tracts into a foetal position and sperm spurts hot into his face. The Mugwump dips hot perfumed water from alabaster bowl, pensively washes the boy's ass and cock, drying him with a soft blue towel. A warm wind plays over the boys body and the hairs float free. The Mugwump puts a hand under the boy's chest and pulls him to his feet. Holding him by both pinioned elbows, propels him up the steps and under the noose. He stands in front of the boy holding the noose in both hands. |
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Sir! I seem to have given you pages from William Burroughs's's's classic but evil novel "Naked Lunch" instead! |
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Thank god then this was just a rehearsal and all those people are just holograms. Meat holograms. Oh good, they're leaving. That one forgot his gloves. |
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Sir, they're real. That man's hands dropped off because of a shoddy social service, sir. you'll have to make a save. |
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what's your stance on rosie o'donnell? |
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On behalf of my people, you have our vote fleetmouse. And by my people I mean me and the colony of fruit flies living our minifridge. |
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I... I... I will preserve the man's hands in uviol's minifridge until they can be reattached. The fruitflies will have to be sacrificed to the greater good. What, another reporter? Okay, one last question. Rosie o' Donnell, hmmmmm. Did you know the cartoon in her opening sequence was created by the Bullseye-art flash animators who also did the Miss Muffy and the Muff Mob videos? Well it's true. Of course they're in debtor's prison now, with the other flash animators. On the whole I'd rather watch reruns of Rosie than see Sharon Osbourne and her daughter spitting on Marilyn Manson. |
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Very good, Sir. Now, I need your signature here.. and here.. to change the moon into one giant mall. named after you ofcourse, Sir! |
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ummmm, I accidentily wrote my name where it says "DO NOT WRITE HERE"... ummm, can I have another ballot please??? Come on, can I?!?!? |
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You're not supposed to have a ballot yet - I'm still campaigning. :: secretly slips funky a new ballot :: |
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*whispers* he does sound like perfect voter-material for you, Sir. actually, he looks perfect for it too. maybe you should put this lad in charge of the Office of Foreign Harrassment, Sir. |
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qrter, when we discussed bureaucratic nomenclature, I'm sure we decided to call that branch of government the "military". |
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i just got here. can someone catch me up with what's happened so far? |
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yes, Sir, we did, but only after I changed your original name of "Anti Chinar Destruction People". and mostly because you kept falling over "destruction". |
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Sir, photo's have been published showing you in drags. We're talking the full wa-hey here, all pink frills and dreamy memories, if you catch my drift, Sir. We should formulate some kind of statement. |
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Sir! photo's showing you in drags! my god, several dainty outfits at once!! |
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I was testing those dresses and negligees to see if they released toxic chemicals that could cause birth defects. I do this for the people of my beloved planet earth, because I love children. |
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BORDERS FORAT KEVIN SORB> |
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That should do nicely, Sir. I am guessing you "tested" 24 hours of raw pr0n with reasons along the same lines.. Oh and what to do with that git GIR, Sir? |
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NO DONT GET RID OF ME...WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE YOU ALL LOVE ME? < |
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You see, this is what I was talking about. Little Gir's mother wore a depleted uranium foundation garment early in her pregnancy. The result, what you see before you, a Kevin Sorbo obsessed creature with flippers and a three foot prehensile nose. I am testing depleted uranium foundation garments right now! :: rips off shirt to reveal glowing girdle :: |
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NOOOOOOWWW! *LIFTS SPEARS IN FRONT OF HEAVY HORSEMEN" |
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phorholland |
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ACTNOW IF YTOU WANT TO LIVE> |
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i miss fleetmouse |
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that makes two of us, there, cowboy. |
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three of us, cockboys |
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we should start a club! |
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qrter+ambsace= THE cockboys |
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HA HAHA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. |
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zee cockboys |
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Oh jesus, I just wanted to spend some time in Dementia V playing with Reaktor. Also my back hurts. |
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