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Tuesday, February 28, 2012

HEEL!




BEAT MY OBAMA CAPTION!
Win fame

HEEL!


I said HEEL

I CAN PEE I CAN PEE!






11 comments:

  1. Teeth seem ok. Let's have a look at her other end.

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  2. • I lay my hand upon you, so you are now well-heeled, sister.
    Oh, praise the President!

    • I lay my hand upon you, but I can't speak for the Death Panel.
    But it was just a hangnail!
    Oh, then I hereby save you from amputation.

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  3. • As I lay my hand ... hey, your hair. It's coming off!
    It'sss a weeeeeave!

    • *pat*pat* Good doggie.
    Can I hump your leg, Mister Barry?

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  4. • Thank you for your support, my child.
    Your, your hand is ice cold; and your eyes, they're ... they're lifeless eyes, black eyes, like doll's eyes.

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  5. • Whoa, woman! No kissing the President.
    But, but you look just like Allan West!

    • Calm down, ma'am. You're way too excited.
    OMG! OMG! You must be doing Mister Spoc's Vulcan mind meld on me!

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  6. • Hold still. Got it!
    But that was my pet cockroach!

    • Have no fear, girl. I will continue to loot the rich to provide you unwashed peasants the means to continue your meaningless lives of drugs, wantonness, and poverty.
    But I'm the mayor of this city, own three multi-million-dollar companies, and donated the money to build this Catholic church you arrogant, racist, commie, illegitimate son of a ...

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  7. • Yes, yes, I killed binLaden for you, my girl. You're welc...
    See?! There you go again, jackass, takin' credit for the heroism, courage, dedication, and skill of better men than you like my husband on that SEAL team!

    • It's all right. I'm personally providing the green energy needed to...
    But algae? Frikkin' ALGAE?! Why do you have to insult us ev-er-y. frik-kin'. dayyyyyy?!

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  8. You should see my mowf! No teefs!

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  9. Sorry, Sugar Britches, but there's a ten-spot in the white boy's hand, so I'm shaking his hand instead.

    Sir H the (bitterly clinging) Comet

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  10. Umm . . .Uhh . . . Get your head down, I . . . Umm . . . you know . . . Uhh . . . can't see my teleprompter.

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  11. These are are all wonderful *cough* but I asked myself if any made me happier than my own, and - no. I won. Of course there's no disgrace in that. What? Themistocles? What?

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