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Heat Seeking-
Moisture Mi-
ssile

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Level 10 Troll

AKA Throbbing Thrill Hammer, Rod of God, and male reproductive organ

Hehehe this one time, I went to this concert and swallowed eight hits of acid, and drank a bunch of shots of whiskey.

Part way through the concert the band turned into a bunch of demons and I tried to fight them, and got beat up and kicked out of the concert because I had jumped on stage and was kicking the drummers bum.

Once I woke up, (they had tossed me into an alley), I walked through the streets, I flicked off a cop, and decided that I must be God, cuz I fought the demons and flicked off a cop who didn’t arrest me or nothing.

Then I stood in the middle of the street, making the traffic lights change with my mind, cuz I was god, and that was cool, until one time the traffic light didnt change like I wanted it to, and some stupid **** had to slam on her brakes to not hit me with her car.

She rolled down her window and started yelling something stupid at me, so I decided, **** this, Im God I don’t have to take this **** from her, so I pulled my male reproductive organ out and was going to jerk off in her face and destroy her with my godly spunk…but she drove off.

So I went to this park, where there were some bums sleeping on a park bench, and I wanted to sit down, and those ****ers were In MY park on MY bench, and I tried waking them up to make them get the **** off my bench, but they wouldnt go (they must have been as ****ed up as I was) so even after I kicked one of them, and they still didnt go, I ****ed on them until they woke up and then they ran off.

I climbed up in a tree with my pants still below my knees, from ****ing on the bums, and then fell asleep in the tree. Woke up the next day up in a tree with my pants below my knees, and a huge ****ing hangover.

The moral of this story is SHUT THE **** UP ABOUT PAIN! YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT REAL PAIN YOU ****ING fabulous personGET EMOS!!!

Heat Seeking Moisture Missile edited this message on 04/15/2008 3:09PM

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