Seriously, all the suger I've ingested over the years has wreaked havoc with my memory. I've completely forgotten how to leave comments. Only through rote can I tell you this.
You must have been at the wrong blogparty! Here at Fakiegrind, it's still going strong--we've hired a psychic and are getting ready to channel Richard Prior's spirit as I write this!
Hey man, that's Pryor--with a Y! Get the spell checker working, dude! And while you're at it, start up the smell checker too--I think someone let it rip!
Whoa! The afterlife is, like, so difficult to wrap your head around--mainly because I don't even have a head! I acually look like some kind of walking toaster, can you imagine? But I like my bread burnt, you know what I'm saying.
Ok, they used to call me the funniest man alive, but now I'm the funniest man/toaster in the afterlife. Except for that Andy Kaufman fellow--he really cracks me up! Hey Andy, you look like a big clock radio! What gives?
I really think that God is the funniest man in the afterlife, becuase he turned everyone into used appliances. I mean, the place looks like the Maytag repair shop or something. Ok, you guys have a good blogparty there, and stay old, man. Cause it ain't no good staying dead!
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I'm gonna party like it's 1999!
But this time around, I'm gonna remember it!
Seriously, all the suger I've ingested over the years has wreaked havoc with my memory. I've completely forgotten how to leave comments. Only through rote can I tell you this.
Yes! Superheros and robots are showing up for my party. Come all ye sugar-ravaged brain cells and comment. Comment!
And what would a party be without a King of epic proportions?!
It's now Sunday morning and I'm ready to party but all I hear is snoring. Where did all the stamina go?
You must have been at the wrong blogparty! Here at Fakiegrind, it's still going strong--we've hired a psychic and are getting ready to channel Richard Prior's spirit as I write this!
Hey man, that's Pryor--with a Y! Get the spell checker working, dude! And while you're at it, start up the smell checker too--I think someone let it rip!
Whoa! The afterlife is, like, so difficult to wrap your head around--mainly because I don't even have a head! I acually look like some kind of walking toaster, can you imagine? But I like my bread burnt, you know what I'm saying.
Ok, they used to call me the funniest man alive, but now I'm the funniest man/toaster in the afterlife. Except for that Andy Kaufman fellow--he really cracks me up! Hey Andy, you look like a big clock radio! What gives?
I really think that God is the funniest man in the afterlife, becuase he turned everyone into used appliances. I mean, the place looks like the Maytag repair shop or something. Ok, you guys have a good blogparty there, and stay old, man. Cause it ain't no good staying dead!
I like pumpkin
The Taker of Gist will convert all Fakiegrind matter into Gist for your viewing pleasure.
Hey, I think this a pretty good party! We should keep it going indefinitely--or at least until the Taker of Gist is done converting.
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