Here’s the link.
Sorry about that. I’ve given myself a stern talking to, and I promised myself it would never happen again.
Wow! I did the same thing, but I only got twenty-seven cents for MY mind!
You must shop at a BIGGER K-Mart!
Hey! I know where Picayune is! I’ve even been there!
Uhhhh… you are talking about Mississippi, right? 
Oh, wow, Juliana, I was thinking that too! And I’ve been there, too! As a matter of fact my sister used to work there, I think! WOW!
Like, i’m in a whole 'nother time zone to you guys. Isn’t that amazing? And I’ve been to Amsterdam. And Macdonalds. And i’m saying the exact same thing everyone else in this thread has said!
[sub]We’re going to be in a pie![/sub]
Okay, see. This one time…at band camp, we sang “Old McDonald.” It was started by this guy from Picayune, and I started going into puberty right in the middle of the song! That night, I had dreams where I was downloading nude pictures of my grandmother and Paul Simon from a computer. My parents caught me, and they made me walk through Kmart wearing nothing but sausage links.
You had that dream too? I thought I was the only one.
Only in mine I was being followed by a hungry Pit Bull named Featherlou.
You guys are freaks. I mean, that is some fucked up shit you’re mixed up in.
No way! You guys are freaks? I’m a freak too! Do you bite the heads off chickens, too? I prefer Rhode Island Reds myself.
Oooh, my head…