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Saturday, 15 October 2011
Friday, 14 October 2011
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
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Monday, 10 October 2011
Henry was so overwhelmed by her tantalizing loveliness that he crashed his new Ford Capri with the turbo and the overhead cams. He was the first to admit that crashing on an uncharted planet on a first date was not a great start but she didn't have to urinate on him. What kind of girl pisses through her index finger anyway?
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Dolores attended the ball dressed as a horse. Unfortunately deporting herself on all fours exposed her nether regions to public view. When the string from the tampon she was wearing attracted a peck from a young man dressed as a sparrow she'd had enough. For the sake of decorum she transformed herself into a woman, pretending to be a horse, pretending to be a kangaroo.
More Brilliance from Aluminum Foil Hat.
Another day goes by as Gladys sits behind her secretarial desk, dressed in her slinkiest pussycat lounge costume, pining for the attention gentleman visitors lavish on the carboard cut-out of her 20 foot tall twin sister. This would all end today, though, because Gladys could stand the indignity no more. Her hand calmly reached into the center drawer and clutched the pack of matches that would ultimately end the reign of the cardboard harlot ... just then, Dick Darling, the Creative Director of the Pussycat Lounge Advertising Department whistled aloud and said, to no one in particular, "Boy, this girl is on FIRE!" Gladys smiled at Dick's unintended foreshadowing and decided, after she'd torched the garish cardboard bitch, she'd force out an enormous shit on Dick's desk blotter.http://aluminumfoilhatsociety.com/