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Can you stop with the ISIS shit. It's not funny it's just annoying.

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A Zen master walks up to a hot dog stand and asks the cook to make him one with everything.

Dualjay, Huff, Skye, and Tyrone were all sitting around a table at Dualjay's house. There was a pile of gifts on the table, but all the focus was on Dualjay. Through the power of getting >double donged, Dualjay had come back to life, and Skye was alive again too for some reason. Though, It wasn't Dualjay's life they were focused on, but the life that was growing inside of his stomach. Being the buttslut Dualjay is, he had gotten pregnant on one of his drunken escapades. If you're wondering how a man can get pregnant, shut up. He had wanted to get an abortion, but Just a Gigolo was the only abortion doctor his medicare covered, and he didn't want Gigolo telling everyone he knew about him getting a butt abortion. He then did the next logical thing, and wore a variety of stylish hats to distract people from his stomach. Unfortunately for Dualjay, stylish hats could only work for so long, and after six or so months, not even the most unusual of hats could distract from his baby belly. "I was so shocked to find out you were pregnant, Dualjay. I should have known from all those hats you were wearing that something was up." Huff said taking a long sip from his teacup. "But why wait so long to tell us? You didn't give me anytime to plan your baby shower." Skye said staring daggers at Dualjay. Skye, as everyone knows, has always taken baby showers very seriously. Dualjay took a deep breath "I just felt so embarrassed that I had gotten pregnant and didn't know who the father was." Huff, trying to quickly change the subject to something happier, pushed one of the wrapped gifts towards Dualjay. "It's time to open your presents, Dualjay. This one is from me." Dualjay took the box and carefully untied the bow. "You did such a nice job wrapping this, I almost don't want to open it." Dualjay said with a light giggle. Tyrone pulled out a gun and placed it on the table. "Open your gifts faster." Dualjay then ripped the paper off quickly, and opened the box. Inside the box Huff gave Dualjay was generic baby supplies. Dualjay wasted no time opening Skye's gift to reveal a carseat for the baby. Dualjay gave both of them a hug and said "Oh you guys, you're so thoughtful." After the hug they all looked at over at Tyrone. "Whatcha all lookin' at you jive turkeys?" Tyrone said folding his arms. "We talked about this Tyrone, you were supposed to use the fifty dollars I gave you to buy Dualjay a gift." Skye said red with anger. Tyrone didn't say anything, he just pulled out another gun, and placed on top of the first gun. "Oh what was that?" Dualjay said with a look of pain and shock on his face. "Is the baby kicking?" Skye replied, placing a hand on his belly. "No, it hurt a lot more than that." Dualjay said trying to stand up. "Uh oh, I think my water just broke." Right as Dualjay said that, a stream of water came down from between his legs. Skye started panicking and running around the room. "Snap out of it, Skye. We have to get Dualjay to the hospital." Huff said slapping Skye in the face. Huff and Skye helped Dualjay up on his feet and started moving him towards the door. "Tyrone, your car is blocking us, you have to move it." Huff shouted at Tyrone. All Tyrone did was pull out another gun and place on top of the two guns form earlier. Huff sighed and moved Dualjay back to the chair. "I guess we'll just have to deliver the baby here if Tyrone is going to be like that." Thankfully, Dualjay was wearing a dress he had borrowed from A 1970's Corvette, so all Huff had to do was take off his underwear to deliver the baby. "Push hard, Dualjay. I can't see anything yet." Huff said from between Dualjay's legs. Dualjay pushed as hard as he could, screaming loudly with each push. "I see the head, it's crowning. Keep pushing, Dualjay!" Huff shouted in between Dualjay's screams. After several pushes, Huff was able pull the baby out of Dualjay's butt. "It's a beautiful baby boy." Huff said handing Dualjay his baby. "Wow, with that afro he looks just like Tyro-" before Dualjay could finish that though, Tyrone had ran out the door, hopped into his 1964 Buick Skylark Sport Wagon, and sped away. They say at night, if you listen closely, you can still hear Tyrone yell "That ain't mah baby!."

Been playing through Earthbound in lieu of having ever played a real RPG aside from Pokemon. Pretty fun so far, I will probably end up playing through the whole series then play some of the Final Fantasy games. lol Is there a link to this somewhere Selling Wii U with Meme Run installed £500 ono

Dubble psot.

What's the context of this? It's that thing teenage girls do on facebook when they need attention common variations are "..." and "*sigh*"

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So I ended up just starting it on my own. Current word count, 341 (1 page in Word), needs to be 3000/10 or so. Enjoy: The night sky is darker than it used to be. That might sound odd, but it’s the best way I can think of to put this whole mess in perspective. When something big is going on, I like to think of it in small-scale terms. It helps me focus on things. And something really big is going on. It’s been going on for about four months now, and shows no sign of stopping. The stars are vanishing. As in, they’ve apparently ceased to exist. It started, as I said, about four months ago. A small page on an astronomy Internet forum noted, almost casually, that one of the stars in the Big Dipper, the one on the end of the handle named Alkaid, couldn’t be seen for some reason. The general consensus seemed to be that it wasn’t a big deal. Maybe there was just something blocking the view between Earth and Alkaid. About two weeks later, Cassiopeia vanished, all five stars of it. That raised some eyebrows. NASA and ESA both released statements that were, basically, “hell if we know.” Still, there wasn’t too much in the way of concern until the North Star of all things blinked out about a month ago. That got everyone in a tizzy. Predictably, conspiracy theorists loved it. I wonder if they would actually be happy about dying in an alien invasion or something. Would they grin and say, we told you so? I mean, as last words go, those are actually pretty decent, but still. I think I’d prefer living. Speaking of me, you’re probably wondering where I fit in all of this. So am I. My name is Simon. I’d rather not tell you my last name. I work at the Air and Space Museum in Washington. If you think that’s cool, I should probably mention I work the gift shop, which is significantly less cool. It is pretty funny to see them selling “updated” star charts though. What, did someone just get a black marker and cover up a few spots? Ideas for the rest: I'm secretly harboring an alien. He looks like my avatar (so a space-fish in a borrowed trenchcoat) He's not an invader, he's a refugee because his planet was near one of those stars and it vanished, so his home planet sent a bunch of "ambassadors" out to find a place they can live. Now I've got to figure out if the government would pull a District 9 on them. also I need two names for the alien- his "alien" name and the name I'd call him for lack of being able to pronounce said alien name.

He's only shown up twice and the second time he was only around for half an episode and had no bearing on the plot though He also showed up on GT with Cell and fought Kid Goku and lost in the most lame way ever. Rule number 1 of DBZ We don't talk about GT.

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THE THRILLING (?) CONCLUSION. (Previous installment edited because the first sentence I wrote tonight is part of the previous paragraph. We pulled into the station, and I walked into the offices with words on the tip of my tongue. Of course, it wasn’t as easy as just saying it. As soon as I saw Guy, sitting placidly in one of the chairs, I forgot what I’d been planning to say. I pulled myself together, and improvised. “Guy? Do you know how long you’ll be here on Earth?” “I do not know. I was forced to abandon my spacecraft, and I was unable to recover any communication devices. I am not familiar enough with your planet’s technology to build a facsimile as of yet. If I am to estimate, it may take a year or more by your time scale.” I didn’t even blink at how Guy had already learned our calendar system. “Well, if you’d like… I know there’s a lot of people who will want to know more about you and your culture. Would you object if I offered to help with that? I’d love to learn anything you have to offer.” Guy contemplated for nearly a minute, barely moving. Just as I was about to ask again, it spoke. “I would like that very much.” I smiled, and extended my hand. “Well then, what do you think? Are we friends?” Guy looked at my hand, before slowly raising its own arm to meet mine. “Yes. We are friends.” It was the weirdest handshake of my life. But it was also the best one.

Sorry, but I have to say it. 8/10 story pretty good would read again and probably will when i'm less tired

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My dad pulled this one today, he said it to my mom. Spoiler Dad: did you hear that 25% of women today are treated with mental illness? Mom: yeah, I can believe that. Dad: what concerns me is that that means 75% of women aren't.