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I like dirt.
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What if there was an albino dancer that has just had her legs amputated and her husband and children killed by a mob of drunken Jews in dispute of the release of The Passion of the Christ, and the only reason she is still alive is to watch Karl do what he does best...the Glyde?
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COME ON YOU YANKS
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The Glyde isn't signing today. Or ever. 'Cause the Glyde don't sign no autographs. -Ugly Bastard</font>[/quote]Ben? Ben Affleck? Is that you? | |
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If it is...I wonder if Ben signs. I'll tell you right now, Glyde does not sign.
If you were to ask the Glyde for an autograph...you'd be denied, 'cause he's not signing today. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. -Ugly Bastard |
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COME ON YOU YANKS
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Not to sound mean or anything...but this is The Glyde we're talking about. By volume, he produces more semen than urine in an average day...all of which is deposited deeply within the finest bitches in all of the land. The Glyde turns down more poon in an hour than the average man could ever hope to get in a year. His seamonster is in such high demand that it's not uncommon for women, sexy fucking women, to pay top dollar just to be able to play with it whilst The Glyde sleeps.
<center>I'm sorry, Jane...but The Glyde don't sign no autographs.</center> |
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