![]() Chase the Weaselby Chase Spergen ![]() ![]() November 10, 2003 All around the Crunchberry bowl
the monkey chased the weasel. The monkey thought it was fuckin' funny until "POP!" goes the weasel! The fucking weasel exploded, I'm not kidding. It was fuckin' raunchy. Up and down the hallway stairs the monkey chased the weasel. The monkey liked to give 'im a scare then "POP!" went the weasel. Goddammit monkey! Quit chasing those weasels! There's no way we're getting the security deposit back now. Christ on a bike! Back and forth in front of the T.V. the monkey chased the weasel. And just before the start of the O.C. "POP!" goes the weasel! I AM NOT FUCKING KIDDING AROUND, MONKEY! It's like Vietnam in here! You think I'm going to be able to convince girls that "Weasel Gore" was a wallpapering option? You're on thin, thin fucking ice, monkey. Through the day and all through the night the monkey chased the weasel. The weasel he did put up a good fight but still, "POP!" went the weasel. All around the goddamned house Chase, he chased the monkey. He'd teach that ape to mess up his pad… then "POP!" goes the weasel! FUCK! That's it, I give up! Do what you want monkey. Hey, don't give me that sad face. Okay, okay, you're still my buddy. Come to think of it, we do seem to have a pretty bad weasel infestation in this place. Probably a good thing I've got a monkey, actually. Milestones2003: The infamous "Battle of the Bulge" breaks out at when office wench Ivana Folger-Balzac mistakes Ramrod Hurley's beerbelly for a birthing alien larvae and sets into the Acting-Editor with a can opener. The skirmish and resultant standoff lasts 18 hours and claims the lives of several Crochet! magazine staffers, for whom the commune observes a moment of near-silence.Now HiringSexecutioner. Why does everybody keep laughing when we say that? We need a dude who can kill some fucking people in an official capacity, okay? What's so funny about that? You guys are sick. Anyway, pay commensurate to experience. Must provide own mask, axe, electric chair, whatever floats your boat.Top 5 commune Features This Week
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