
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Jobs we had....

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blatant lies,
Jones,
motorcycles,
Rick,
Vance
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Spam and rudeness will not be tolerated. We're here to have a few grins, and if you can't abide, move along. Did I mention Spam? Because if I didn't, here it is. NO SPAM!! That includes saying you like our blog and it's thought-provoking (which we know is a lie) and here's a link to your blog. Basically, if you link post a link to a for-profit site without the express written consent of me or the Big Vance-a-rino, I'll delete your comment and you'll look like an ass or I'll mock you mercilesly for being a dork.
~Peace & Love,
Rick
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Old Oppenheimer used to invite us back to the lab to smoke marihuana in his radio-isotope cooled Neutron Bong.
ReplyDeleteThis combination of radioactivity and pot led to phenomenal growth. What can't be seen in this shot is that we are all 50 feet tall. Also, that's not a Harley I'm piloting, but Oppenheimer's Top Secret Neutron Bong. (It was designed to destroy the brain, but leave the body standing.)
Oh, for Jesus!
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