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@daveexmachina God, Dave, stop being such a Negative Nancy and pissing all over people's joy and fun. O.T.5 hours ago
RT @FakePewResearch: Words that rhyme with puck: Duck (5%); Luck (10%); This is a family research firm (75%) #HockeyStatsO.T.7 hours ago
@eugewarrock OS country "sounds like" country. If it's the sound of country they hate, it's OS country. If its the politics, they hate NS. O.T.8 hours ago
@DrPuppykicker Y'know, I kinda thought you had, but Google and sitesearch failed me. O.T.8 hours ago
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Well, they don’t call the Marines the Fightin’ Fags for nothin’!
Well, at least the Montezuma reference makes some sort of twisted sense.
So to be a Fudge Judge, you must be a naval officer who has [had his face replaced by Mr Pyg/wears one of those masks from Terror of the Autons]?*
* Pick geek reference as appropriate. Either way, that rictus death mask face, grrrssshhhh…
If there’s anybody anywhere, ever should have been a millionaire just for the fact that you die out there, it’s you, dude.
Delicious!
Insert fudge packing joke here.