Call for Ban on Coathangers as Backyard Job Numbers Rise
October 16th 2008 21:51
Backyard doctors, absolutely quackers, have called for more Coathangers, after Women, putting the ute in utilitarian, have come to their senses and relinquished their right to "make decisions about their bodies."
"I'm coming off the top rope," former wrestler George "The Animal" Stone said to the monsterously overwrought Andre, The Giant Communist Infiltrator, as he prepared to lay down the law to those fooled with spectacles.
"I'm coming off a top rape," said the father and grandfather of his wife, as he prepared to hang up his bits after another hard day at the office, as his brother, wearing cloth, lined up a backyard doctor - block to be knocked off.
"It's mine, you can't have it," the backyard doctor, block in hand, said, delivering a coathanger of his own to the head of an infant whose mother, hooking to make ends meet, put the finishing torches on her flat.
"I'm hooked on coathangers," the infant, clearly touched by divine inspiration, told firefighters as their body, incinerated to a crisp, was returned to its father who art a man patrolling the streets in search of fond mammaries.
"The stock-maket crash has really fucked me," our lady said, slipping into a plastic bag and flirting down the river as her super, gone for all money, fell even further than it already had before thongs got out of hind.
"I'm coming off the top rope," former wrestler George "The Animal" Stone said to the monsterously overwrought Andre, The Giant Communist Infiltrator, as he prepared to lay down the law to those fooled with spectacles.
"I'm coming off a top rape," said the father and grandfather of his wife, as he prepared to hang up his bits after another hard day at the office, as his brother, wearing cloth, lined up a backyard doctor - block to be knocked off.
"It's mine, you can't have it," the backyard doctor, block in hand, said, delivering a coathanger of his own to the head of an infant whose mother, hooking to make ends meet, put the finishing torches on her flat.
"I'm hooked on coathangers," the infant, clearly touched by divine inspiration, told firefighters as their body, incinerated to a crisp, was returned to its father who art a man patrolling the streets in search of fond mammaries.
"The stock-maket crash has really fucked me," our lady said, slipping into a plastic bag and flirting down the river as her super, gone for all money, fell even further than it already had before thongs got out of hind.
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