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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket,
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket,
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella
edit: feel free to correct the spelling of that word... I don't think I got it.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella
edit: feel free to correct the spelling of that word... I don't think I got it.
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently

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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.

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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee
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Dee wrote:There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee that he must rent a video
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee that he must rent a video

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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee that he must rent a video
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There was a monkey by the yellow construction trucks. He had some big, red blocks in his furry little backpack. Coincidentally, he begged, "please stop this immediately! Not another three word game that spams the forums!" "Curses" he said as CD came and appreciated spam. Then the monkey with a curious little, quirky smirk began to display advertisements for the people's republic of Insanely Dull Primates who didn't give enough money to be declared as nothing more than stupid Cantrians who have nothing better to do with punctuation marks.
Suddenly, Kinvoya ruined my pancakes. "Oh, no!" the monkey screamed, ripping hair from the very dastardly chicken. He was six foot tall, and wore a pair of boxers, which smelled very much like a fried balogna sandwhich; he also wore a very sexy fuschia negligee with purple polka dots.
The monkey smacked to the ground with a sickening, bone-cracking thud. He was taken to local asylum for eating some flea, drinking oil and slapped his tail against the padded pink wall. Eventually, he got confused. After a lobotomy he started giggling. Dazed and confused, the monkey played Cantr with his tail and his feet. He then cried because he had used up every last one of his minutes.
He then begged other players for little red cookbook recipes that would cook yellow construction trucks. Although he was sad when he found out that he had crabs jumping from guitar. He found out though, after tasting stinky, sweaty socks, that the little leprechaun looked blue. he then ate pie with a spork. The Colonel ate chiken from the chicken bucket, and got salmonella poisoning. Being violently ill, he decided to call the local video store.
He told Dee that he must rent a video
vore a very
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