[lumberjim]

thru may 1 08

Carl's favorite shirt, ripped and bloody, was, of course caught in theupstairs guest bathroom. He knelt down to kiss the dog on the head. Then went in the cellar to get thejar of spicy armadillo pudding, then re-thought his actions. He cooked up some ferret fricasee with armadillo pudding and then washed his sore achy mouth out with burnt on residue. This was not a good move. Was he insane?I'm just not sure which person I want to emulate, he said. He limped to conclusions most times.
Suddenly, there was a footfall behind the shower curtain, well really a football-shaped girlapproaching who reached...

BRI! that says footFall. ...
Brianna (I am SO SORRY!)

...round the curtain and gave him a quite remarkable bucket full of clogged drain hair that smelled likedead people, but furnace was only leaking nuclear waste His only hope was miles away! Only in Cleveland would he find the tool necessary to break into Ms. Brianna's heart so she can feel the freedom or feel his suppressed, but astounding ego. But then a dog barked.... and awoked him
from his nightmare.

Carl's favourite shirt was on the crackling fireplace beginning to singe. He grabbed the can of gasoline and fled through the cellar door to the pickles! :: Ring:: ::Ring::!! It was LJ on the doorbell He wanted a CD, performed by Three Dog Night so that he could get downto the bar for Fluffy Ducks and hairless monkeys for the stew. Lj, hungry, naked, needing ferret fricasee, his huge, throbbing heart went out to Carl. But it bounced back. He decided to fry it in burnt peanut oil and snot butter but decided against it after all. "Thank goodness... "... saved some... "...Aunt Sally's... payote cactus jelly"...it's perfect... sexual purposes too he thought wryly. he said, laughing.
"I'll bet Jinx..."would be into...that kinky stuff if I find 4 million cash, then I'd have five million! Still, one million's a small amount of sex toys.

Meanwhile, across town a fire burns in Bruce's gut not to mention his basement! He was elected to moderator's handbook and preaching in thepulpit. Suddenly, a bigfoot came out and said "Hey" :Where am I? A booming voice resonated throughout thedank forest, soBruce's potato casserole saved us again! That's when spudcon started giving moonshine to the pig.
in a little hut that leaked pig juice constantly. Fourteen days later the pickled pig started to sing "Ooh, baby, baby!""whip it good" Bruce's potato casserole was poisoned by way of liberals. Thus, ending his burgeoning potato empire but soon it came to pass in the east that the sun
Brianna was setting! But wait that's impossible, IT'S A POTATO! Was he hallucinating or stinking heap, growing pile of potatoes sprouting many eyes.Yes, eyes! they see what a stinking heap will look like. Meanwhile behind his back, a sneaky spud is creeping and crawling toward his pants leg! Will it go all the way to his package? which DHL straight to his package the other day when he was taking a big steaming heap of creamed and strained spinach. Soon Carl will awake. Hearing strange voices, shaking the dreams and the pork 05-01-2008, 01:36 AM
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