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people, and Aloicious

by: BROWNIE 3/14/00 11:51 pm

So, why are all of us talented and funny and clever except Alicia? She says the same things over and over again until I would rather be bleeding from my ears instead of listening to her say, "Mark go home." one more time. I think I might write down some funny stuff for her to say so I don't have to kill her and her weasels. Get a clue and get some new material.
Then there is Aaron. Why don't you put some more A's in your name. Like this maybe..AAAAAroAAnAAAAA. See, isn't that better. What's funny is that you're playing tetris in the Frow Dog's room right behind me and you don't even realize it. You and playing Matty adn you have 77 lines. Hahaha.
Matty is a whole other story. What a fuck this kid turned out to be. The national guard, maybe you should join the Bloods, at least then you get a "piece" instead of a rifle. You also learn to loot and might get a TV at bargain basement prices. Kill yourself.
Lisa....sexxy. That is all, do me whenever you want. And stop bumping into Ian dammit, he's getting pissed. Also, learn how the controller works before you start the fucking game.
Rob, you have no songwriting ability. You're wasting your time and effort. Just kidding, I only wrote that because you're reading this right now. See you when you get back from the dishes. STOP HUMPING IAN!! I'll get your Rounders and The Game back to you in time to prepare them for Y3K.
Ian has lovely hair, he is the envy of all 45 year old highschool janitors. Hey Frow, guess what? They used to play guitar really well too. Now they mop and are bald and most smell bad. So looking into the crystal ball, I see that you will excel in changing light bulbs for years to come and highschool kids will have a nickname for you and talk to you like we talked to Johnny Pruitt.
Now how about a story? I need a topic, maybe I'll ask Rob, hang on.....okay, here we go.
There's this midget sheep, ALOICIOUS, that lives in Ian's basement. You won't see it if your loud because he is very timid. You would be too if you were a midget sheep. At night the weasels go downstairs and form a living ladder to help him get up the stairs. He likes it up here because he can play with all the weasel toys. But often he was very hesitant to go with them because he was frightened of the cat. But then one night he got the idea to kill Spots. He toiled downstairs day and night making a cancer causing drink. He made it taste like ORANGE, which we all know cats use to help them sober up. He then got some CAPTAIN MORGAN and had a party and invited the cat. The cat thought this was odd because he knew that Aloicious was so very afraid of him. But Spots was a sucker for Captain Morgan and loved to do it "weasel-style" so he went to the party. He started drinking and got some sweet weasel pussy from Squeeks. And then vomitted all over Veruca, who was not impressed. He had screwed Squeeks to show off for Veruca but now realized that he had better sober up so that he could fix things with her and maybe even get some before morning. Aloicious saw this and offered to help Spots out. He gave him the orange drink and Spots was very thankful and told the cute little sheep that he owed him one. Spots sobered up and tried to right things with Veruca, but it was too late. While they were talking Veruca pointed out that Squeeks "gets around" and that Spots probably got some weasel STDs. She was right. A week later Spots learned that he had HERPES and bleeding mouth sores and his dick fell off. Little did he know that at the same time there was some crazy kitty cancer building up in his brain. He died a scrawny shadow of the weasel fucking cat he once was. So now the midget sheep frolics with the weasels all night but knows to stay away from Squeeks. It even looks like he and Veruca might hook it up and his life is getting better everyday. He got a new job as LAWYER and had an escaltor installed at the Frow house. But if you want to see him, be very, very quiet.
THE END