“It takes more than that to kill a bull moose,” the wounded candidate assured them. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a bullet-riddled, 50-page speech. Holding up his prepared remarks, which had two big holes blown through each page, Roosevelt continued. “Fortunately I had my manuscript, so you see I was going to make a long speech, and there is a bullet—there is where the bullet went through—and it probably saved me from it going into my heart. The bullet is in me now, so I cannot make a very long speech, but I will try my best.”
To collect the space dust, we need a Dyson vacuum.
It even embiggens a kwyjibo like me!
(Sadly I am a fat North American ape, but not balding yet)
I just read the "Christmas Message" from our CEO, I will paraphrase, "thanks God for sending your son Jesus to save us!" Wish I could quit.
Also you said tit Ook OOk OOK HOOHOO HAHOO!
Couldn't we just build a wall around him? Serves the same purpose, right?
Lifetime confirmed bachelorettes.
Me so glad they tried!
"I only use the n-word when the black person I'm saying it to deserves it. "
-you, probably
I remember back in twenty-dickety-two when the Nazis took my circle-made-with-forefinger-and-thumb hand sign. They tried to take my milk, too, but I chased 'em of my property.
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I read PenisDuckCuck9001's comment, and who can really argue with what PenisDuckCuck9001 is saying?