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Eugene, you interpreted Message 1482 far too literally. Here are some appropriate responses:
Notre Dame!
A giant redwood!
The mouldy food in the back of my refrigerator!
Windows 3.1!
Notre Dame!
A giant redwood!
The mouldy food in the back of my refrigerator!
Windows 3.1!
Spatula-laden luggage!
The cream of the terry cloth crop!
Three shiney captains of the sand ship!
Blight of the boiling syllable!
The cream of the terry cloth crop!
Three shiney captains of the sand ship!
Blight of the boiling syllable!
We are the pirates
Who don't do anything!
We just stay at home
And lie around!
And if you ask us
To do anything,
We'll just tell you...
We don't do anything.
Who don't do anything!
We just stay at home
And lie around!
And if you ask us
To do anything,
We'll just tell you...
We don't do anything.
Old spatula-laden luggage!
The old cream of the terry cloth crop!
Three shiney old captains of the sand ship!
Blight of the old boiling syllable!
The old cream of the terry cloth crop!
Three shiney old captains of the sand ship!
Blight of the old boiling syllable!
Once upon a time, Hulk Hogan wandered down the street in his boxers. This deprived a passing 80-year-old woman named Hetty of asking the age-old question of "Boxers or briefs?" so she pulled out a gun and shot him. She then went merrily skipping along her way (well, as merrily as an 80 year old woman can skip, anyway) whistling Dixie.
Dixie didn't particularly enjoy being whistled, so she contacted her trusty hitmen from Mars, who caught up with Hetty near a whorehouse and took her to their leader, who was a bit confused by the whole thing and made wild passionate love to her with the aid of a thermometer, a harmonica, and a pair of fuzzy bunny slippers. Hetty, being one of those women who was just too damn mean to ever manage to lose her virginity, was so shocked by this that she had a heart attack on the spot and died.
The alien, however, lived happily ever after, at least until he gave birth to Hetty's 243 children, who eventually overpowered him and submerged him in a vat of orange paint, which killed him.
The End.
Dixie didn't particularly enjoy being whistled, so she contacted her trusty hitmen from Mars, who caught up with Hetty near a whorehouse and took her to their leader, who was a bit confused by the whole thing and made wild passionate love to her with the aid of a thermometer, a harmonica, and a pair of fuzzy bunny slippers. Hetty, being one of those women who was just too damn mean to ever manage to lose her virginity, was so shocked by this that she had a heart attack on the spot and died.
The alien, however, lived happily ever after, at least until he gave birth to Hetty's 243 children, who eventually overpowered him and submerged him in a vat of orange paint, which killed him.
The End.
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