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I didn't even KNOW Romainians wore burqas!
If my Titanic struck that iceberg, it'd go down, too.
Any shred of doubt there was has been removed; I prefer the bacon bra to the romaine burqa...
A "let us burqa?"Honor killing in 3... 2...1...
I didn't know the third world had television, much less teleprompters!-OR-Nifty idea. Unleavened "peta" bread with the nutrition label printed right on the bottom.-OR-All those who'd rather be boinked by the bull than have to boink that cow, raise your hairy palms.-OR-A nose only Corporal Klinger could love.-OR-I just don't get haute couture.
Cher has really let herself go.
"Ees next: sveemvear!" The old '80s Wendy's "no choice is no fun" commercial gets a post-Cold War updating.
Omnomnom denied.
The rest of the salad... Ana Kournikova with the chives...... and Ms. O'Donnell with the Eggplants.
Moments after the photo was taken....Nahrin was attacked by a wild pack of wabbits, denuded and summarly stoned to death for immodisty in public. Sucks to be a trendy vegan in Abdulla Land.
Jessica Rabbit would do whatever it took to keep her bunny-wunny home.VW - andlik. (then spit)
Hey Barry! I got your fooking salad right here.
I've heard of honor killings, but never an honor buffet.
In Iran salad tosses you.
The vegetable platter doesn't look that appetizing. I think I'll have the sword killed duck instead.
"Lettuce entertain you Lettuce bring you a smile... BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"The Arabs new singing lettuce bomb tended to explode early as the lettuce wilted.
What is this? Lunatic fanatics in the Middle East? Who'd have guessed?
The sign says, "I can't wait until I can ditch these jeans and dress like mom."Vinney
Popeye's dream date.
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I didn't even KNOW Romainians wore burqas!
If my Titanic struck that iceberg, it'd go down, too.
Any shred of doubt there was has been removed; I prefer the bacon bra to the romaine burqa...
A "let us burqa?"
Honor killing in 3... 2...1...
I didn't know the third world had television, much less teleprompters!
-OR-
Nifty idea. Unleavened "peta" bread with the nutrition label printed right on the bottom.
-OR-
All those who'd rather be boinked by the bull than have to boink that cow, raise your hairy palms.
-OR-
A nose only Corporal Klinger could love.
-OR-
I just don't get haute couture.
Cher has really let herself go.
"Ees next: sveemvear!" The old '80s Wendy's "no choice is no fun" commercial gets a post-Cold War updating.
Omnomnom denied.
The rest of the salad... Ana Kournikova with the chives...
... and Ms. O'Donnell with the Eggplants.
Moments after the photo was taken....Nahrin was attacked by a wild pack of wabbits, denuded and summarly stoned to death for immodisty in public.
Sucks to be a trendy vegan in Abdulla Land.
Jessica Rabbit would do whatever it took to keep her bunny-wunny home.
VW - andlik. (then spit)
Hey Barry! I got your fooking salad right here.
I've heard of honor killings, but never an honor buffet.
In Iran salad tosses you.
The vegetable platter doesn't look that appetizing. I think I'll have the sword killed duck instead.
"Lettuce entertain you
Lettuce bring you a smile...
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Arabs new singing lettuce bomb tended to explode early as the lettuce wilted.
What is this? Lunatic fanatics in the Middle East? Who'd have guessed?
The sign says, "I can't wait until I can ditch these jeans and dress like mom."
Vinney
Popeye's dream date.
Post a Comment