User talk:219.240.12.186

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— user:catapult 13:58, 14 April 2006 (UTC) A long time ago I met a man named Harry. I loved Harry from the first time I saw him. I immedietly reached into my handbag and produced an exact facial representation of him. I felt we had connected through a little thing called paper-yama. Paper-yama is the anchient Indian practice of cleansing your Head & Shoulders shampoo with fish oils. It is said that as you do so the life of twenty fish will fill your soul. I once ate a cow too, Harry said he loves cows. He loves them so much he once slept under one to prevent it from dropping its soon to be born baby on it's head. So many people eat cows that McDonalds ate the baby cow before it was born. He was so sad he fell off a cliff. I went to his funeral and all these other handbags were there, I was scared. I immedietly reached into my JakSak and produced a thermite grenade. I yelled "TRAIN!!!" and immedietly threw it into the crowd. Nobody died, just the Army. I love me.

Me on the left, before the operation.
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Me on the left, before the operation.

When I was two I learned how to read a Koran, unfortounutly I ate to much cheese and fell sick. I realized I was watching TV and that I should stop. That's when I learned to be a good person. P.S. If you don't give me my motherfucking money back I'm going to fuck you and your fucking dad like a fucking woman would when a fucking hobo comes from fucking nowhere like a motherfucking dick who just wants to get in the motherfucking way of a legitimate fucking business man. A+ Buyer WILL DO BUSINESS AGAIN.

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