Dylan choked at noon, on his lunch. It was obvious that the sandwich was poisoned. He began to look for the old doctor. Dr. Rosencrantz, who usually beats prices, was unavailable during Dylan's dilemma and was unable to help our choking friend. Upon hearing disturbing moaning, Sally Struthers, the slut, pinched at Dylan's butt hard. Lately, Sally has been bent
[ February 25, 2004, 04:12 PM: Message edited by: Super Nintendo ]
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