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I asked my dyslexic friend to define dyslexia. He said “Dylsexia: when you have sex with a dill pickle.”
Predicting the wind is a vane pursuit.
I get upset about Asian canine-smugglers. They really know how to pooch my Bhutans.
I got a bad haircut in Stockholm. Now I’m parting in such Swede sorrow.
During my time as an executioner, I made sure to be head of the game, by acquiring a unique skull set, from the time I was a guillotiney bopper. I got gallowing reviews which was always excellent noose. Even though I hung my clients out to dry (though sometimes I got them stoned) I never faced the firing line. Of course, the work is no longer shocking; these days the business won’t survive without capital injections, which makes meĀ sigh at night. My goal nonetheless is to fill every day with poisonable experiences.
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- Nickelback to the Future
- A Tim’s to Kill
- Brokeback Mountie
- The Saguenay of Defeat
- Lord Blackula
- Kill Bill III: Harper Prorogues Again
- Dances with Wools
- Codzilla
- Arctic Tracy
- Stop Or My Mom Will Chicoutimi
- 28 Ehs Later
- Midnight Cowpie
- Lifeson is Beautiful
- Dawn of the Zed
- Dial M for Mercer
- The Full Mountie
- 8000-Mile
- A Few Good Mansbridges
- J’Aimes Bonbons
- A River Runs Through Manitoba
- Tarsand
- Rockies 1 through 6
- Oedipus Rex Murphy
- Metis the Fockers
- Dieppe Throat
- SARS Attacks
- The Three Muskokateers
- Apocalypse Snow
- Pirates of the Caribou
- Inuit You Did Last Summer
- Molson City
- Tron-o
- Bill Blair Snitch Project
- Raccoonies
- The Hunt for Fred MacTober
- Mr and Mississauga
- Full Puffy Jacket
- War of the Squirrels
- The Boring Identity
- E.I.
- Dirty Barrie
- Canadarmy Of Darkness
- Alanis vs Predator
- Ducepption
- Bloc Quebecois Down
- Zamboni on the Fourth of July
- Albertigo
A famous composer was also a cyclist. But he refused to ride his new bach, because of the handel bars. So he took it back to the chopin began to rattle off a lizst of complaints. “Grrr… Schwinns,” he cried. But the store owner didn’t understand his unwillingness to ride. ‘Hey, it’s beets hooven‘ he said, ‘especially if you’re bizet! I was hoofin’ the other day, and got gum on my schubert!’ Riding is certainly better than taking de bussy; except if your bike is too heavy. This fellow’s ride weighed 20 kilobrahms! He took a ride by a painter’s castle once and admired the moat’s art. But some half-German, half-Russian idiot almost ran him over – what a scheisskopfsky! The composer fell headlong into a dog turd: a wipeout of operatic proportions – it was poo-chinny! He almost baroque his face, and was so shamed he went into haydn. Lessons learned? Cycling is a taste one must a choir. But if you decide to give up halfway through a ride, de bussy now comes with a bike-rachmaninoff!
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Is there Nintendo in France?
Wii.