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ZOMBIE WAR!!!!!!!!!!
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oh.
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Quote:
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Johnny=spam
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This thread = Spam.
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Johnny's dead body = spam
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It's not pining, it's passed on. This parrot is no more. It has ceased to be. It's expired and gone to meet its maker. This is a late parrot. It's a stiff. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. If you hadn't nailed it to the perch, it would be pushing up the daisies. Its metabolic processes are now history! He's off the twig! He's kicked the bucket, he's shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible! This is an ex-parrot!
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Well, he's... he's, ah... probably pining for the fjords...
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bites u and then u turn into
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Dead Collector: Bring out yer dead. [Hits gong]
Large Man: Here's one. Dead Collector: Ninepence. Dead Body: I'm not dead! Dead Collector: What? Large Man: Nothing. Here's your ninepence. Dead Body: I'm not dead! Dead Collector: 'Ere, he says he's not dead. Large Man: Yes he is. Dead Body: I'm not! Dead Collector: He isn't. Large Man: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill. Dead Body: I'm getting better! Large Man: No you're not, you'll be stone dead in a moment. Dead Collector: Well, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations. Dead Body: I don't want to go on the cart! Large Man: Oh, don't be such a baby. Dead Collector: I can't take him. Dead Body: I feel fine! Large Man: Oh, do me a favor. Dead Collector: I can't. Large Man: Well, can you hang around for a couple of minutes? He won't be long. Dead Collector: I promised I'd be at the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today. Large Man: Well, when's your next round? Dead Collector: Thursday. Dead Body: I think I'll go for a walk. Large Man: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Isn't there anything you could do? Dead Body: I feel happy. I feel happy. [The Dead Collector glances up and down the street furtively, then silences the Old Man with a whack of his club] Large Man: Ah, thanks very much. Dead Collector: Not at all. See you on Thursday. Large Man: Right. JOHNNY139'S CLASSIC CUSTOM THREAD! | Visit now!
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