RoyalOrleans

Damn... I guess I am a fatty. I have something you can gag on.

What more can expect from a group of over-privileged brats?

I can not recall my last fast food meal. I'm a hundred pounds heavier than you, but I'm probably a foot taller.

I almost made the 2005 Man of the Year, but was denied when the council found out that I love bush. They misunderstood.

I'm the middle child. I got an older brother and sister and a younger sister and brother. We're all Irish-Italian Catholic fucktards.

What I expect is for people to use their innate fucking reasoning ability and negotiate a decent meal. Arby's and Wendy's is not healthy when you're scarfing down fries and fried meat and following it up with a Diet Coke. Eat a descent meal and get off your ass. Fat people are a fucking pariah.

I think a pedaphile is person with a foot fetish. A person with an attraction to a prepubescent's feet is called a pedopedaphile.

Sublime Santeria I dont practice santeria I aint got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but id, Id spend it all. If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found, Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down. What I really wanna know, My baby, what I really want to say I cant define. Well its love, That I need, oh , But my soul will have to, Wait till I get back and find heina of my own. Daddys gonna love one and all. I feel the break, Feel the break, Feel the break and I got to live it up, Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i. What I really wanna know, baby, What I really want to say I cant define. That love make it go, My soul will have to... What I really wanna say, My baby, What I really wanna say is Ive got mine. And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up. Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide. Daddys got a new .45. And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat. Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass. What I really wanna know, my baby, What I really wanna say is theres just one, Way back, And Ill make it, yea, But my soul will have to wait. Yea, yea, yea

It's like shooting fish in a barrel.

And then throw yourself into the path of a speeding train.

Imagine the technological wonders, hugo. I mean, Al Gore did in fact invent the Internet.

You're a fucking idiot, Kokothemonkey. Did your parents have any children that lived?

That's what I like about schoolgirls, man. I get older and they stay the same age. Alright, alright, alright.

Jesus Tapdancin' Christ! You've done the math.

You'd praise a parking ticket, dude.

I ate some hot muff in Florida.

Fuck Chris Leak!

I would reck that Zuki and his wife are like the Whiners from the old Joe Piscopo - SNL bit.

Another reason I didn't allow the names to be seen in this poll was due to the fact that I fucking forgot.

Out-fucking-standing, PW! End the thralldom now and live free. Yep! Been there, brother. The third morning of my cessation period, I woke with a migraine and carried it for two whole days. The first seven days are the hardest, because you have to cut out other activities that were once centered around smoking. Whenever I feel the craving for a cigarette, I drop to the ground and do ten push-ups. Seriously. Wherever I might be at the time, I dropped, but I never showed off with a one handed or a two handed with a clap on each uptake. I noticed that in myself, too. I noticed that fucking cigarettes clouded my sense of smell so much that I didn't know that I reeked of smoke. Out-fucking-standing, PW. Setting goals and accomplishing them is what seperates the weak from the strong, the fake tough and the crazy brave. Without goals, we'd be nothing more than grabastic pieces of amphibian shit. Call me "coach".

It's like being horny as hell and having no hands.

It would most certainly help. Say you were a cobbler and had a shop in town, you'd need to cater to every single ethnic and cultural division in the vicinity. I mean, you don't want to offend an Inupiaq canoe-wright.

A language with the equivalence of a yipping lap-dog seems to be prevalent in the Pacific Rim.

Ugh! Now which one should I pity?

The Best Thread of 2005 should go to the one named "Gay Niggers From Outer Space Wish You A Happy 9/11!".