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Tear him up. Let him call you a pussy. I’m sure he’ll like what’s coming next.
Morons galore infest the blogosphere, and here is ample proof.
Don’t know if the phone number and name given belong to the troll in question, but if they do, my god, he’s more ignorant than I can imagine.
Ate a tin of smoked oysters, washed them down with a bananna.
The shape of the stomach tends to make me belch twice- once from the lower stomach to the upper, once from the upper out. Sort of like two men wiht tape recorders up their nose.
Anyway, banannas and smoked oysters- in reruns, anyway- taste less nasty than one might expect.