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so i was walking down the... street... and.... uhh ...wha? huh? oh, ok. yeah.
and you know, circus monkeys make a lot of money... and.... uh- wha? huh?
weasels aren't very trustworthy, hence the stereotype... and... yeah. so
i was walking... um... huh? wha- oh, already did that. if i was a baboon,
i'd make pancakes... yes. when you put yoour right middle finger on your
right index finger while doing the "whatever w" you can say "whatever peanut".
that's just something you might want to try sometime... okay. lolipops remind
me of puking, i don't know why. i hate the feeling of puking. it's all hot
and big... it's like pooping hot crap out of your mouth with a headache.
blegh! i know some ways to say puke: upchuck, throw up, puke, lose your lunch,
dinner, ect., barf, blow chunks, hurl, hwarf, spew, jetteson, deport, expatriate,
repatriate, resettle, exile, banish, transport, seclude, extrude, throw up,
cast up, wash up, wash ashore, spit out, cough up, spew out, put out, push
out, throw out, chuck out, fling out, bounce, propel
kick out, boot out, give the bum's rush, throw out on one's ear, give the
heave-ho, hustle out, drum out, eruption, eruptiveness, outbreak, egestion,
regurgitation, disgorgement, vomiting, throwing up, nausea, vomit, barf,
upchuck, eructation. so, that's all i have to say. yes.
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