THE BORE
General => The Superdeep Borehole => Topic started by: brawndolicious on June 16, 2007, 05:09:03 PM
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okay I was with the president and his chief of advisers and staff and whatever the fuck and we were all sitting down around this table with a big cup of hard liquor in front of us and watching the news and giving witty comments and opinions and whatever and before anybody said anything they would sit down to take a drink and there was a girl there and the president was trying to feel her up and so he asked her to come into the other room and he tried to impress her with his manliness but she didn't like him so he beat her and then we all tried going after him but we lost out children but then found them in this cyber-cafe because the old lady that we left them with because she missed her grandchildren left them since she was bored/senile/alzheimerish and then we went out to eat and then we saw the president and killed him and the dream ended.
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wait... you dream about the president raping the mother of your children?
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I didn't say anything having to do with mothers of children.
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that is one loooooooooooong sentence.
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that is one loooooooooooong sentence.
yes.
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in my dreams, me and vic mackey take turns raping your terrorist brownhole with a pr-24 nightstick. when we're done and we've blown our loads all over your turban, we tie a rope from the strike team swat wagon to your dingdong and drag you down vine street while "tubthumping" plays over the wagon's stereo. usually i wake up with a massive boner.
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that's pretty awesome.