joy, as she turned to the pudgy elfin man and said "alien is my real grandfather and i'm going to bear his child," now *YOU* must die, you little peckerhead, pounding him over the head w/her pocketbook, just as capt. kirk went running by w/the clone family of john jingelheimer smith ...
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"it's easier to stay out than get out"
Mth had caught scent of her hormone-laden flatulence, as did the Clone Army of John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidts™ who were running past. As they entered the cloud their eyes burned and their teeth gnashed and there was much wailing. CaptKirk looked at them wide-eyed for a moment, which was not good, as the gas makes eyes burn. His hands came up to his eyes and he let loose a 1960's Shatner-esque wail (like when Shatner was hooked up to that mind control device on the prison rehabilitation planet) and fell to the ground, right on top of nootch, whose rodent-like teeth were gnawing on Poss' smoothly-shaven leg, which was furiously kicking at Alien for not giving Poss back his undies. Liltaz was wiping Alien's half-chewed onion rings from her eyes, which prevented the acrid cloud from stunning her, although the onions did make her start bawling like a baby.
Mth heard liltaz doign her baby-cry, which put her instinctively into momma mode - which was unfortunate for liltaz cause she was about to get changed & diapered. Prox and his fun noodle sat in the hummer patiently as spiderg pulled out a tape measure and wandered over to DieselDan mumbling something about shoe sizes.
All this time, DieselDan had been sitting there with a stick of Mentos in his hand, observing the chaos around him. As he popped a Mentos into his mouth, his face lit up as he found a way to rectify the situation (in a typical Mentos-esque fashion) and bring a close to things...
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My knob tastes funny.
"MTH!" he yelled. "Snap out of it. You're not pregnant, you just have your motorcycle helmet stuffed up your dress! Litltaz, for the love of God, they're just onion rings, go to the bathroom and wash your face. Alien, get a grip. Send the little banana-sticker-putter-oner back to your home planet. Poss..
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You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help. - Calvin
as diesel dan tried real hard not to launch into his "mentos - the freshmaker" routine. "don't even *go* there" ranted alien still all ****ed out after giving birth.
by george, i think i've got it - exclaimed the strange man in the tree (shhh ... it's really the six-fingered man - remember him?) ... he still has a bender on for liltaz for running him over. "where's taz," he exclaimed, as he gimped over to the pool. taz had been underwater the whole time holding her breath, but she needed to come up for air soon. monsieur john was so scared that he didn't even realize that he was backing into the enlargement machine that alien had *purposely* left on ...
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"it's easier to stay out than get out"
and when he heard the soft hum behind him, John turned to see what it was, and his right ear got caught in the enlargement beam. John backed away, shreeking in pain and now sporting one right ear that is 50 times larger. Alien pointed at John and started to laugh, while liltaz....
but, unfortunately, everyone landed on top of everyone else, thereby knocking themselves unconsious (sp?). So, they were all dead. When they opened their eyes, the found themselves standing in a place more wondrous than any could imagine..
"I'm HOME!" Alien cried.
And with that..
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You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help. - Calvin
