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[li]Because I said so.[/li][li]I dunno, where’s my drink?[/li][li]I’m flexible. Now bend me over.[/li][/ul]
and just ** what ** did you have in mind? (are you implying that you want to be ** Satanized**???)
I already answered this question . . .
Gay rights, gay lefts, gay in-the-middles . . . so long as they don’t hurt anyone they can do whatever they like.
Ecstasy should be powdered and served on broccoli (see logging, IPs), anger should be changed to angry and suffer the same fate as the “gry” question. Mel Ancholy should change his name. Poor guy . . .
Shit… lose ‘Net access for a day, and suddenly you’re playing catch-up (as opposed to ketchup, which is another barrel o’ tomatoes entirely).
Anyway…
A happy tree.
Well, in order to be happy, one must have lots and lots of sex. Therefore, I’ll have lots and lots of sex. And so will you.
Gay rights are fine. Gay wrongs are… well… wrong.
Homosexuality is an emotion? O-o-o-okay… out of the mouths of babes and all…
Anyway, we must find a way to break down the barriers separating “negative” emotions (such as melancholy and anger) from “positive” emotions (such as ecstasy). This segregation of emotions only leads towards the discrimination of those who suffer from manic depression or persistent glee. Only by unifying the emotions can people truly become my slaves in my quest to control the universe.
Then don’t swallow. Duh!
Mommy’s boy…
Well, I haven’t seen anyone posting claims that I’m evil, malicious or eat babies but the first two claims are indeed true (hey I may be evil and a bastard but I tell the truth at all times). But not the babies though: they’re just too darn cute (and the bones are small and get stuck in your teeth).
But hey: better the devil you know…
passes him Kool-Aid (which we don’t have down under btw)
Hey we’re all still friends here…
gives wring a panda with a shrug
There you go. What you’ll do with it is beyond me but you asked for it…
Emotions are like good women/friends: they should be fully embraced. And often.
As for gay rites, well whatever magic gets you through the night…
Ok, where are the candidates to explain the issues to us lowly voting dopers. I have eggs to egg you on if needed. Vote buying is acceptable. I would suggest the candidates get nekkid so that we can see your faults, but I am afraid some of you would and then I wouldn’t be able to eat for days.
<hands wring a drink with 3 ice cubes, and wheels an entire bar up in front of UncleBeer>
I didn’t know what you liked, so take your pick. Your personal maseusses should be on the way, even the ones with correct spelling. Enjoy!
Now, in response to the “gay” question, I’d like to say that gayness in general is fine by me. If someone is so incredibly gay that they have to shout it out to the world, then let them. If their gayness is so overpowering that they feel the need to skip merrily down the street, then I say, more power to ya! In fact, I think that we could all be a bit gayer!
As for the other emotions, I think that the good ones should be sampled, refined, reproduced, bottled, and handed out free of charge to everyone, so everybody can feel good. This will negate the bad emotions by merging with them, thus causing a skyrocketing number of gay citizens.
Hey, what are you looking at me all funny for? What did you THINK I meant?
Gay rights is a pretty straightforward issue. The US Constitution guarantees a chance at “The pursuit of happiness”. And seeing as how “gay” means “happy”, the pursuit of whatever floats yer boat is okay.
Now pass me a beer!
Tripler
Damn. This is like the SATs.
You’ll all be against the wall when the Revolution comes!
All in all, you’re just another brick in the wall…
My fellow Americans, I… BUMP… ow!!!
I second that motion. UncleBeer, the next question, please, if you see fit.
Was that a dig?
Just two questions…
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Can I register to vote here, and
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Why is the stage decorated like a six-foot-deep chef’s salad?
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Yes
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It’s our way of easing the world hunger problem
My position on the Gay Issue is that everyone has a right to be Gay.
But Goddang it, Perky People are a menace to Soceity and will not be tolerated!
I would like to take the opportunity to sling the mud at my opponents **Iampunha ** and **Jester **.
:::ahem::: Gentlemen,
Christ on a Crutch! Do you candidates have jobs in the real world or are you apart of the I-Have-No-Life-So-I-Might-As-Well-Run-For-Office Ticket.
I realize that this is a critical factor for running for office, besides having plastic hair, a really crappy neck tie collection, having a famous political father and a wife standing next to you that seemingly has the personality of a wedding cake bride. *However *
The mind only is waiting to be blown at the seedier characters you rub elbows and other body parts with due to your spare time and *them *lobbyist. EPA? NRA? PTA? What liberal cause du jour will rise up during your reign due to a well greased palm during a game of Nekkid Mazola Twister. ACLU? NCAAP? PTO? PMS? GTO? BTO? CCR? NKOTB? N’SYNC? ACDC? MI:2? ROLF? TGIF? SHIT? BOHICA? FUBAR?
(To the Band Conductor) Strike up Stars and Stripes for me boys! :::::Perking up at the sound of the music::: While these godless commie lovin’, baby seal clubbin’, dope smoking sonsabitches are lollygagging around aimlessly looking for cheetos and a case of Schlitz, I plan to take lobbying to new heights of lowness.
Forget moral turpitude. Most of you think that is some kind of varnish remover anyway.
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Forget personal integrity.* If I had any of that, I wouldn’t subject my friends ( all three of them) my family ( if they are still speaking to me) nor my dog to the scrutiny of the loolapalooza of the paparazzi’s Spanish Inquistion of “Let’s poke pins into the candidate entire life history.”
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Forget problem solving skills.* Hell, I cannot even find my car keys that is why I have a limo schlep me hither and yon.
*Forget The Can-Do Personality * Can -Do in Shirley’s book sounds like bottled poop and how much is that really worth in this day in age? About as much as a rat’s ass. Because we all know the one that sticks their neck out the farthest gets more work. Nobody likes a show off!
Well, this girlie here ain’t no teacher’s pet.
Forget your preconceived notions about a woman named Shirley
::::Music cues into a rollicking porn theme.::::ripping off blouse and mini skirt to reveal the (insert hetero/lesbian Victoria’s Secret intimate apparel collection of your choice here)::::::::::::::::::
Shirley’s Here To Play.
Tripler holsters his .45, and steps up onto the stage in front of a 50x68’ American Flag
So, like, what happened to this thread? Where are my questions?!? Moderator! Moderator! For the love of God, Moderator!
Tripler
Getting impatient here. I just may push “the Button”.