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Monday, June 12, 2045
bullshit
You're partially right. This website doesn't take into account that I'll take my own life if I become that incontinent, viagra-popping douchebag I try to run off the highway when I'm driving.
Y'know, if you were to quit smoking, you could retire to Florida and live in the same beachfront retirement home as I'll be living. Then we could BOTH terrorize the college girls in our custom beach-ready electric wheelchairs (complete with rollbars, 4x4 action, and fuzzy dice).
¡Mire cuán "tacky"! 
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Think about it - chasing down hot chicks in bikinis, beers and whipped potatoes in hand. Meanwhile, Harley would be chasing us, her saggy wrinkled ol' lady ta-tas trailing behind, yelling at us that it's Bingo Night and stop molesting the wimmens. If that's not worth living for...
Ha! Chasing after you two viejos?!! I think not! I plan on having a hot cabana boy to play with!
And I love how you say "lady ta-tas" - to distinguish them from your own, no doubt... 
 Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
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