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FORUM GAME: It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
Commander:
The regular crowd shuffles in, Laukev looks around, suspiciousely looking Bush-like, because Canada has good weed. Cheech and Chong file in past the crowd, bongs in hand. Sing us a song you're the piano man.
Suddenly Seymour succumbs slowly in agony, while astronauts fake moonlandings. He takes initially five dormant frogs while it's mating season for probing lines that fell where
Orethrius:
The regular crowd shuffles in, Laukev looks around, suspiciousely looking Bush-like, because Canada has good weed. Cheech and Chong file in past the crowd, bongs in hand. Sing us a song you're the piano man.
Suddenly Seymour succumbs slowly in agony, while astronauts fake moonlandings. He takes initially five dormant frogs while it's mating season for probing lines that fell where no
Stilly:
The regular crowd shuffles in, Laukev looks around, suspiciousely looking Bush-like, because Canada has good weed. Cheech and Chong file in past the crowd, bongs in hand. Sing us a song you're the piano man.
Suddenly Seymour succumbs slowly in agony, while astronauts fake moonlandings. He takes initially five dormant frogs while it's mating season for probing lines that fell where no commies
Orethrius:
The regular crowd shuffles in, Laukev looks around, suspiciousely looking Bush-like, because Canada has good weed. Cheech and Chong file in past the crowd, bongs in hand. Sing us a song you're the piano man.
Suddenly Seymour succumbs slowly in agony, while astronauts fake moonlandings. He takes initially five dormant frogs while it's mating season for probing lines that fell where no commies have
Commander:
The regular crowd shuffles in, Laukev looks around, suspiciousely looking Bush-like, because Canada has good weed. Cheech and Chong file in past the crowd, bongs in hand. Sing us a song you're the piano man.
Suddenly Seymour succumbs slowly in agony, while astronauts fake moonlandings. He takes initially five dormant frogs while it's mating season for probing lines that fell where no commies have ever
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