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cerebral watsy
"why does grandma smell funny?" little melvin asked.

"because she is a wholly-owned subsidiary of GlaxoSmithKline, dear." his mother replied.

"watskiby! watscoby! watscapy!" grandma cried, a tentacle of drool descending from her maw to her feeding tray.

at this point, the normans stormed the beaches of the melvins, and fabric softener ceased to exist.
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-09-14 19:34:00
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