Sun, 12 April 2009  And He spoken from his mouth, His breath blew into thine nostrils and the Lounge gasped for air....and Tony farted. And he said 'It is good'.
Well, the F'ers at the Lounge couldn't stay away for long. Apparently the credit crisis that brought The Lounge to it's end wasn't too bad. Someone found an extra thirty cents under a dog turd and the show was saved.
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I am pretty pissed at you three for this bullocks. I have never, nor will I ever, endorse this show via resurrection.
Tony - You are a drama queen, I saw the entire bike 'hit and run'. You tripped off the curb and hallucinated.
Scoot- You're not chosen, and neither of your people. Do you know how many years of wailing I've had to endure? There's no reward for that.
Mike - Watch your step. If you were any more wrong, I'd consider shortening up your remaining 47 days on earth.
I'll see the rest of you in 2012.
PS. One of these knuckleheads hasn't had a real 'Erection' in 27 months.
Tony - You are a drama queen, I saw the entire bike 'hit and run'. You tripped off the curb and hallucinated.
Scoot- You're not chosen, and neither of your people. Do you know how many years of wailing I've had to endure? There's no reward for that.
Mike - Watch your step. If you were any more wrong, I'd consider shortening up your remaining 47 days on earth.
I'll see the rest of you in 2012.
PS. One of these knuckleheads hasn't had a real 'Erection' in 27 months.
posted by: I AM on Sat, 4/18 09:16 AM EDT
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