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The Thrapper

by You are a fat fucker

Member since 2003 · Posted 5 Nov 2003 · Edited 28 Jan 2004 · 4 comments

When you break wind it warms your gusset; When I break wind it warms your face. When you break wind it smells appalling; When I break wind it just smells ace.

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[10] horus8 5-Nov-03/1:19 PM Reply
Swit.
[n/a] Caducus 6-Nov-03/7:10 AM Reply
Shades of dark angel
[7] 47Ronin 27-Jan-04/5:12 AM Reply
An interesting concepton the notion of breaking wind.
It is all a philosophy.
[n/a] cleverdevice 28-Jan-04/5:47 AM Reply
Flasheart: Ever felt the wind in your hair, Blackadder?
Blackadder: No...
(phrrrt)
Flasheart: He just has, WOOF WOOF!