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| Well i must say, i am lucky to be typing right now. Yesterday as i was leaving work i was pulling one of my mowers behind a trailor. As it happened the trailer started swaying back and forth and the truck lost control. The truck flew off the side of the road and i managed to miss a gas line, a telephone pole, and an array of large trees that would of split my truck into pieces. But unfortunately Thacker, the truck, and I flew into a huge ditch. Like an idiot i wasnt wearing my seatbelt, so my ribcage slammed into the stearing wheel. How I didnt get ejected or missed every tree i do not know. I guess God wanted me alive a little longer. It was ugly.
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| "You know, I've looked for one verse in the Bible-I just can't seem to find it-One verse that says, if you don't like em, kill em.' I really wish I could find it...Sometimes I wish God would give me a Holy Ghost machine gun. I'd blow your head off."
-Benny Hinn
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| Yesterday i saw a little asian man running to class as it was pouring
down rain. He was getting completely drinched in rain as he was
skipping over puddles without an umbrella, and for some reason it made
me happy inside as i broke out in profuse laughter
...here is a poem that i am dedicating to the little asian man:
You are one funny asian dude
Running to class soaked with an attitude
You should of brought an umbrella
But now you're one wet fella
You really look silly being wet and all
Your feet are so slick now, you're bound to fall
Oh well I said to the asian man
You sure are no Jackie Chan
Come to think of it, you remind me of Kyle (Mullaney)
Walking in the rain for over a mile
That is surely something he would do
Being that he has a scew loose or two
I must conclude that asians are very strange
Oh yeah, and Kyle told me he has the mange
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| My spare time during GSC 101 lab
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My name is Nabul
I am no fool
I have a big beard
Some people think its weird
I am from Islam
I carry a backpack bomb
Muhhamad is my boy
Allah gives me joy
All you Americans will die
While I smoke haysheesh and get high
Jihad is really fun
I like to throw my own dung
My wife looks like Chewbacca
My breath is in need of binnaca
I wear a fancy red turban
I like to dance in the club with a bottle of bourbon
I am Islamic and proud
My bombs dropping on America will be loud
.....peace to all my muslim homeboys, may Allah be with us all
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This here is a picture of my little boy Buddy. He is 7 years old
in the picture. His nasty, no good, lie'n, cheatin mom ran away from us
sometime ago. But thats ok, we don't love momma. Poor Buddy's momma
didnt never feed him, he was malnutrified. Buddy's gone now though, cuz
his good for nuthin momma didnt ever feed him, so the state through him
in an orphanage. Ive been savin every scrap ive earned and workin over
time so i can get him outa that orphanage they got there in upstate
kentucky. I bet them people aint even playin ball with my boy like we
used to. Dont worry Buddy, ill get you home back to daddy. We'll play
ball all night if ya want.
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