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I want more naked ladies driving Lamborghinis on fire, asking me to join their sinful circle of hell as a mascot... I want free beer for everyone, curious acts of sexual nature, rock'n'roll, LSD, South Park reruns and horny magpies flying in patterns previously unknown to biology teachers, who run at my wish, as my biology teacher whistle is designed by the top dogs of the whistle industry. I want to be put to death by a live alien symphony orchestra and eat pudding, while all of you watch me doing it.

I want madness to be the new norm and Norm to become Norma, before ascending and descending as the only sentient elevator this way inside of the outside of middle gentlemen's region of The Heart of Gold. And I want to park my mammoth in your driveway! Also, take me down to the Paradise City, where the grass is green and girls are pretty. Here, have the head of Alfredo Garcia.

Who on Earth is Blind Mist?

Then again, a lot of my SodaHead days were on LSD, so... I guess... Happy birthday? Oh, right, sorry... It needs a bloody exclamation mark as well. Happy birthday?!

I was formally counseled by a carrot for eating your manager at work.

Not, if it is an imaginary friend.

My friend Bob lost his mind and started arguing I wasn't real.

I'm still ahead of you, Sof. l smilie

Do you talk to yourself?

I'm a parrot.

I hope your birthday cake has a secret ingredient.


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Going to Church in Chicago........When I heard Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson were guest preachers at a nearby church, I decided to go there and check them out in person. As soon as I sat down, Reverend Sharpton came over to me. I don't know why, maybe it was because I was the only white person in the church? He laid his hands on my shoulder and said: "By the will of Jesus the Lord Almighty, and the will of God, you will walk today." I told him I was not paralyzed. Then Jesse Jackson came by and said: "By the Grace of God, and his Son Jesus, the Lord Almighty, you will walk today." Again, I said that there is nothing wrong with me. After the sermon, I stepped outside and lo and behold --- My car was gone!

Bloody yobbos.

Thanks. You are such a wanker, that you have nothing better to do. Wait... Oh... Oooops. Ok, right, what...

During what activity do people look the least attractive?

Having a dump, mostly.

Post a song that references drugs.

I will record a video now... And send it. Not sure, if almost 42 counts as an oldie. But I can fucking rock and even roll in my grave.