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What about a fork?
Ha! Go to the site and there’s an Ebay ad:
“Shop nose fork! Great deals on nose fork!”
Things like that give me reason to believe machines will never rule the earth. Maybe you won’t see it. It just plugged in my google search terms.
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Heh.
Stupid kid. It’s a coke SPOON. You snort your blow with a coke SPOON.
Happy Birthday, Michael.
Eeeouch!
Ancient Chinese Proverb: No mix Chinese Buffet with Fork Lift.
That is horrible. My heart breaks for that poor kid.
I read about how this happened from the mom. The kid was climbing into the booth at a restaurant with the fork in his hand and fell on the fork.
He wasn’t running with it. Now that I’ve cleared that up I hope you all feel free to continue running with forks in your hands.
Um yeah, nevermind. Had I actually clicked on your link I would have seen the description. I continue to earn my title of “Master of the Obvious”
You snort your blow with a coke SPOON.
Good gawd you’re ignorant about drugs. You COOK your drugs in the spoon. sheesh, some people.
You SNORT your BLOW with a coke spoon,
You inept, syphilitic, burrito-headed buffoon.
You COOK your SMACK with a regular spoon,
You baby-dropping, no-skull-cap-knitting goon.
I love you rosetta. Sweety pie.
*googles coke spoon
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cocaine_spoon
well I’ll be damn
Sobek, He’s looking good in the second picture at the link. Amazingly, it missed all the cartilage.
I love you too, pajama momma. I wrote that poem especially for you. Sorry but nothing nice rhymes with “spoon”. Haha.
I’m glad he’s okay. It just makes me sad to see the kid in pain.
That was a poem? Huh, I didn’t even notice. I’ll have to go reread it.
Ruprecht!!!! I told you!!!
and when I was in oki, my keychain was a coke spoon.
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Ha! Go to the site and there’s an Ebay ad:
“Shop nose fork! Great deals on nose fork!”
Things like that give me reason to believe machines will never rule the earth. Maybe you won’t see it. It just plugged in my google search terms.
#
Dinner Party
Everything you need from etiquette To tableware for great Dinner Party
http://www.westernsilver.com
Heh.
Stupid kid. It’s a coke SPOON. You snort your blow with a coke SPOON.
Happy Birthday, Michael.
Eeeouch!
Ancient Chinese Proverb: No mix Chinese Buffet with Fork Lift.
That is horrible. My heart breaks for that poor kid.
I read about how this happened from the mom. The kid was climbing into the booth at a restaurant with the fork in his hand and fell on the fork.
He wasn’t running with it. Now that I’ve cleared that up I hope you all feel free to continue running with forks in your hands.
Um yeah, nevermind. Had I actually clicked on your link I would have seen the description. I continue to earn my title of “Master of the Obvious”
You snort your blow with a coke SPOON.
Good gawd you’re ignorant about drugs. You COOK your drugs in the spoon. sheesh, some people.
You SNORT your BLOW with a coke spoon,
You inept, syphilitic, burrito-headed buffoon.
You COOK your SMACK with a regular spoon,
You baby-dropping, no-skull-cap-knitting goon.
I love you rosetta. Sweety pie.
*googles coke spoon
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cocaine_spoon
well I’ll be damn
Sobek, He’s looking good in the second picture at the link. Amazingly, it missed all the cartilage.
I love you rosetta. Sweety pie.
I love you too, pajama momma. I wrote that poem especially for you. Sorry but nothing nice rhymes with “spoon”. Haha.
I’m glad he’s okay. It just makes me sad to see the kid in pain.
That was a poem? Huh, I didn’t even notice. I’ll have to go reread it.
Ruprecht!!!! I told you!!!
and when I was in oki, my keychain was a coke spoon.