Roanoke
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hit points: 28/28
Posts: 213
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Post by Roanoke on Jan 20, 2004 21:32:25 GMT -5
Nothing says lovin' like a mangy black lady in grubby rags that looked more like pajamas than day clothes, with a bad case of droop boobs and more pimples on her face than Pippy Longstocking's freckles offering me a greasy handful of Lays potato chips. Her statement, "Want some chips?" sounded as though it were coming from a throat filled with curdled milk and marbles.
Be afraid. Very afraid.
And run. Run very fast.
Lest the Sammich Queen should, by some foul and putrid design, spread her wrath and pestilence.
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Post by JaceMachine on Jan 20, 2004 23:10:30 GMT -5
um.... Yeach!
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