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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.
No, but it sounds like a good line for a song. That's one advantage American songwriters have over the rest of the world. There are no good rhymes for Autumn.
No, but I've been in the Rockies in winter. Cold as shit but man the view. And they seem to have more automatic flushing toilets in rest areas per capita than elsewhere too. 
P.S. If you don't like accordions & banjos & stuff, do NOT frequent a public restroom in Utah. Their muzak's even worse than it is everywhere else.
P.S. If you don't like accordions & banjos & stuff, do NOT frequent a public restroom in Utah. Their muzak's even worse than it is everywhere else.
I've been in boston in the fall. It's wonderful. Connecticut is almost as nice, so I'm happy here as well...
My university town in Connecticut plays classical music all the way down main street and around the big parking lots for the same reason...
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