this is not a whoring thread, you must contribute a decently constructed, but pure nonsense sentance.

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The bird was galloping over the ridge, north east of the silver pond filled with urine samples garnered from the posh folk of the day. Little did the peasants realise, that eventually Colonel Sanders would create McDonalds and call it Burger King.

who made this official??? does the nonsense board know about this? is this thread sponsored by nonsense?

arent every other thread this thread?

6SATAN6SMACK6: i downloaded the whole new godsmack cd
6SATAN6SMACK6: every song is straight out of line
Chris Jr.: i see

can we use officially licensed products of nonsense?

hockey fighter was busy with the minor, only he had sensed that she would one day grow into a beautiful horse - he wanted to be able to claim he was the first to have sex with this fine specimen of equis.

American Propoganda: this war is gonna take forever
American Propoganda: no WW2 but you know
Chris Jr.: yeah
American Propoganda: 3-4 months is long
Chris Jr.: iraq should dig trenches
Chris Jr.: trench warfare
American Propoganda: yeah
American Propoganda: they need to have a no mans land like 30 yards apart
American Propoganda: well 5 yard distance between opposing trenches would be even cooler
Chris Jr.: throw rocks at each other
American Propoganda: spit on eachother
Chris Jr.: yeah

like a centaur?

Curley howard was searching for the holy grail, he believed he would find it within a month, alas, he did not realise that his mother was at home, masturbating with a giant mutant cucumber named fredrick.

LESY: i am having this wicked asymetrical conversation with kaila
Chris Jr.: so i hear
LESY: don't tell her this
LESY: lets just see
LESY: i am gonna say something to see if i can get blocked again
LESY: okay
Chris Jr.: ok
Chris Jr.: i won't say anything
LESY: u already said something didn't you
Chris Jr.: no
Chris Jr.: serious
LESY: k, now
Chris Jr.: now what
LESY: she did not bite
Chris Jr.: dammit
LESY: i said she was screwed
LESY: is mom homne
Chris Jr.: no
LESY: (y)
Chris Jr.: why
LESY: i asked if mom was home
LESY: and that got the block
Chris Jr.: no
Chris Jr.: she left
LESY: ojh
LESY: oh
LESY: what do i know
LESY: lol
LESY: where she go
Chris Jr.: phone went dead
LESY: so.............
LESY: you were on teh phone and msn
LESY: hmmmm

one day while milking my chicken a giant bell pepper screamed the national anthem at me then drove his ketchup to the nail clippers

Chris Jr.: dude, wierdest thign just happened
Chris Jr.: check this out
da fonz: i am checkin
da fonz: what
Chris Jr.: i farted and kaila says "i heard that" and then the next second you typed "i heard that too"
Chris Jr.: pure greatness
da fonz: that is ****in crazy
Chris Jr.: it is great

I found my fist in the ass of Bill Clinton at a House Party in New Orleans where Funk Master FLex was the Dj with Celine Dion singing with Billy Ray Cirus and we all did the polka.

da fonz: i find it ****ed that on the phone how many KM's away you are playing guess the number
Chris Jr.: i was telling her about my theory about how people are mentally connected and she wanted to test it
da fonz: lets play another guessing game
da fonz: what is ryan doing after he heard about your guessing game
Chris Jr.: laughin
da fonz: correct
da fonz: the sad thing is you and me think to much alike
Chris Jr.: why is that sad
da fonz: i dunno
da fonz: it is just freaky
da fonz: it is like we are related or something]
Chris Jr.: don't say that
da fonz: that is y i said it
Chris Jr.: then i would be dating a relative
Chris Jr.: and that would suck
da fonz: cause it would be funny that way
da fonz: Cletus
da fonz: kaila is Brandene
da fonz: the kids name is Jeb
da fonz: joe
da fonz: paul
da fonz: kim
da fonz: billy
da fonz: sue
da fonz: may anne
da fonz: cletus jr
da fonz: cletus jr jr
da fonz: cletus jr sr
da fonz: b.b
da fonz: jenn
da fonz: mike
da fonz: jeff
da fonz: sal
da fonz: 8 dollar touchless will get all your kids clean
Chris Jr.: lol
Chris Jr.: kaila says you are so funny
da fonz: i like cletus jr jr
da fonz: he is my favorite nephew
Chris Jr.: lol
da fonz: to bad he is missing an arm and half his brain from insest
da fonz: but he is so sweet
Chris Jr.: yeah
da fonz: you are a brother and papa at the same time
da fonz: within your own family
da fonz: u need some dogs
da fonz: how bout doodie
da fonz: and pootie

George Clinton was the funkiest white boy this side of the arabian desert, his music would leave a lasting impression on the sole survivors of the hollow-cast.

I once was seen with a pickle mollesting the gerbals of the crusades.

after I ate my asphalt I slipped on my pickles and when for a walk in the marshmallows

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Donnie Brasco is a ****.

Achtung, the Nazi's have arrived with pitchforks and turbans, run!

I once went to a hockey game and it was fun. After the Basketball game was over I went to the locker room and got Frank Shamrock's autograph since he was in the main event of the show I saw that night. Then I went home and woke up before going to bed and talking to my dad while eating.