State of the Union Jackby D.J. Mac Factor ![]() July 22, 2002 Random parables are wearable
surf sluts speak of Sarin gas like a bubble from Hitler's ass America's flying at half-mast Conspirators eat beer and s'mores while Dutch elves poison naked bears nobody cares what the emperor wears as long as he curtsies when he swears Ugly duckling nipple-suckling foreigners with blonde toupees cheering for the Oakland A's suffering through their own malaise The end is near, the beer is here wise up, rise up and get busy concubines will make you dizzy avoid them when they're in a tizzy Omar Bricks get the chicks Rok Finger gets the underage cripples When Bagel moves his ass ripples Lil gets down like Mr. Whipple Whatup, shutup bitch be a cut-up you can't play Bach on a busted up cello Bush ain't even black when he plays Othello best to be mellow like your ass was yellow. Quote of the Day“The stars at night are big and bright, deep in the heart of Texas! Except near Houston, Dallas or Fort Worth. Talk about your smog. Jesus, this song's gonna need another verse.”-Clement B. Doogle Fortune 500 CookieMama said there'd be days like this, but the bitch lied. The success or failure of this coming week hinges on your proper understanding of the word "gonad," so take our advice and go buy a dictionary now, Skippy. Order lots of Chinese food this week, but don't pick it up. This week's lucky accidents: back-flip off ladder onto hardwood floor, lip caught on drain while bathtub's full, wearing flammable jumpsuit to Great White concert, 15 car pile-up.Try again later. Top Unrevealed Bush Tax Cut Benefits
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