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Nyaaaah! What's up doc?

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bananacat, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:22,
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Aaaargh, holy shit!
Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:23,
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^this
with a fucking huge electric spoon!
do it now! before it eats my mind!
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dbroon mnuuuh, ah hadda fot a vaaaaat, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:24,
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*plugs spoon into charger*
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:25,
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*sets spoon to SURLY*
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dbroon mnuuuh, ah hadda fot a vaaaaat, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:27,
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*stabs spoon into McKeith-thing's eye*
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:28,
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*dances*
*shits ironically*
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dbroon mnuuuh, ah hadda fot a vaaaaat, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:29,
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*twists spoon*
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:31,
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Hang on a minute...
I'm doing all the killing here - it's your turn, and I'll dance for a while.
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:32,
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YES! I thought you'd never ask
*sets spoon to MEAN*
*plunges spoon into the guts of the beast*
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dbroon mnuuuh, ah hadda fot a vaaaaat, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:34,
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*dances badly*
*irons shitly*
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Professor Kenny Martin Steer right... steer left... swear... and relax =/, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:35,
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*poos pants*
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urbane legend i have known the inexorable sadness of pencils, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:23,
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ARGH!
KILL IT! KILL IT
HARD!
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swaza I'm bad, I'm bad. You know it. I'm bad., Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:23,
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zomg!!!!1
*fears*
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mugatu, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:26,
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ARRRGH
KILL IT WITH MIRRORS!!!!
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Dixon wants a Danny Dyer for Christmas, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:46,
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AND MAGNETS
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mugatu, Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:48,
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Bri-ii-iii-ght eyeeeeessssss....
...burning like fire...
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The Figurative Pineapple stared in awe at the breast. Sadly, it was his., Mon 19 Feb 2007, 15:53,
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