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Originally posted by aamsMummy, mummy! Are you sure this is how to learn to swim?
Mommy, Mommy! What's in those CARE packages they send to Africa?
Shut up and get back in the box!
Shut up and get back in the sack
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Mummy mummy! Can I play in the sandbox?
Not until I find a better place to bury daddy
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Mummy mummy! My head hurts
Shut up and hold the dartboard still
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Mummy mummy! What's a lesbian?
Ask your father, she knows
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Mummy mummy! Why do I have to hop everywhere?
Shut up or I'll chop off the other leg
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Mummy mummy! I don't like running in circles.
Shut up or I'll nail your other foot to the floor
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Mummy mummy! I don't like bows in my hair.
Shut up and lift your other arm.
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Mummy mummy! What's a nymphomaniac?
Shut up and help me get Grandma off the doorknob
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Mummy mummy! I don't want to see Niagara Falls.
Shut up and get in the barrel
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Mummy mummy! What's a werewolf?
Shut up and comb your face.
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Mummy mummy! When will we have that ncie yellow pudding again?
Shut up, you know Grandma's boils got better.
Originally posted by welsharnieShut up and get back in the barrel.
Mummy, Mummy, why is the quality of the posting in the general forum currently noticably less than previously, when we had amusing anecdotes and interesting discussions, albeit with the liberal smattering of petty grammar corrections and 'top 10' threads?
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Originally posted by welsharnie..(sigh )..i know....this site has a nice analyze board but the forum
Mummy, Mummy, why is the quality of the posting in the general forum currently noticably less than previously, when we had amusing anecdotes and interesting discussions, albeit with the liberal smattering of petty grammar corrections and 'top 10' threads?
is so school yard...i go to read it once in a while and think...i can't
wait until some new site comes on the internet that i can go peruse
and maybe find a nice funny forum that also has a nice board...anyway...i don't know if this note will get to you...i am in
corleone, italy,...sitting in the front street cafe...watching a large black
citreon make it's way up the hillside down below....i know they are coming for me but there is no way out of corleone except down that
one road....the cafe owner is in the pocket of the local mafia chieftain
and he will send a runner if i move from my table....baby margaret
is going to get a two by four and toss it thru the windshield of the
citreon when it hits the 500 foot mark in the road...i hope she remembers that the driver is on the left side of the car....in the meantime my lasagna has arrived....i think i will eat baby margaret's
share as she is not likely going to get back...