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Sunday, September 20, 2009

Wedding Dance #3 - Babe


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  1. I'd like to propose a toast to... um... to... to this handsome man! I want to congratulate him on his promotion. Or no, on the birth of his fifth child. No? ... what? Ohhhh... gotcha. Wait, this is a wedding? So that means that girl I was hitting on in the white dress was the bride. Oh boy... I gotta go now.

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  2. Wait a minute! That guy was right! Dubstep *is* no fun to dance to!

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  3. Billy-Jean is not my lover... she's just a girl, but she thinks I am the one... but the kid is not my son. OOOWWWW!! **Moonwalks**

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  4. Oooo, oooooooooooeeee, shit I think I just busted a nut. Yup....there goes the 'ol hernia again. FUCK.

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  5. twang twang twaaaang... twangledee twang! Hey, everyone like my imaginary banjo?? WEEE-ooooo!! ...woah. I think I gotta lay off the acid.

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  6. Domo Arigato, Mr. Robot-O. Domo, domo.

    Ain't nothing more bad ass than breakin' out my b-boy to Styx. Shiiiiiiit.

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  7. "God I love dressing up for this fancy shit! Thank Allah my 6"10, 310 pound brother had these nice clothes for me to borrow. Oh, what's that tickling my balls....oh it's just the top of my socks. Scared me for a minute."

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  8. Milky Milky!

    (Look it up on youtube by searching for The Mary Whitehouse Experience which is an 80s sketch show comedy from the UK).

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