NightTrain:
The 7th Circle of Hell
JediClone:
Sporty suggested a right-forward pass
into a Stature of Liberty play.The others
had to remind her they'd huddled
to decide what kind of pizza to get.
Matteus:
I've died and gone to Hell
HanoverF:
Yes, the Spice Girls do everything
together, includeing heading to the
loo for a quick purge after diner.
Beedo:
I'm still trying to decide whether or
not I'd wake up to this image
grinning madly, or screaming.
Angel_Noir:
*BONK!* (Yaaaah!)
Xylorjax:
#8 on the 10 Worst Places
to Wake Up list
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Matteus:
Mike Meyers, George Wendt,
and Adam Ant
Beedo:
So, wanna start a football riot, then? |
Neoknight:
"Ummm... guys... what's that funny
-shaped red sign say?"
Angel_Noir:
"If you don't shut up,
I'll kill the bunny!!"
HanoverF:
"I can't drive this thing! I need one of
those magic bead seat covers!"
NightTrain:
Leather Tuscadero, Bus Driver
Beedo:
In keeping with "Cool
Britannia," all London bus drivers
must be certifiably hot.
Xylorjax:
"Sit down! We're running late!" |
Matteus:
they end up in Boston's South End,
Gay ghetto and find out that they
guys look better than them
Beedo:
Where's a low bridge
when you need it?
Angel_Noir:
"Theres something untalented
on the wing!" |
JediClone:
Next month, in Mad Magazine,
Monroe's mother dresses him in her
under wear and forces him to stand
in for her beaudua photos, 'cause
she's busy blowing the photographer,
who messes up the camera angle
in a fit of passion.
Angel_Noir:
In space, no one can hear you lipsync.
Xylorjax:
BatSpice
E_B_A:
Suddenly, the rocks in her head
develop a gravity of their own. |
Matteus:
a scene cut from "The Craft"
HanoverF:
Look Out! They Look Rabid!
NightTrain:
Unable to withstand the awesome
force of true talent, the Spice Girls
ran screaming from the Aretha
Franklin Room.
Neoknight:
Realizing where thier careers are going,
the Spice Girls flee for thier lives.
Xylorjax:
The panty-raid on the girl's
dorm was a rousing success...
Beedo:
Time to go to Pamplona, for
the annual Running of the Sluts.
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