!!!!!!If and when it ax's ya' if ya' wanna waaay download sump'n fum comet curso's, DO IT, oderwise ya' won't dig de curso' surprise! Right on!So'ry about da damn pop-up ad windows, angelfire decided eveyone has t'have dem now, so cut me some slack, Jack. :(
Dis page be fine much plum stuff I've stolen fum oda' sites. If ya' kin dink uh o' gots nuthin t'help it, sign de guestscribblin' o' email me. Dis be Red. Sign it anyway, I'm lonely. Slap mah fro!
Lastly, here's where ya' kin dig some helpful honky codes. Dere's winzip, fo' zip stashs, and digright, so's ya' kin pause and resume waaay downloads. Get dese if ya' wants', it duzn't real matta' to me.
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Secondly, some little bit uh a warnin'. Well, not so's much uh a warnin' as sump'n I'm tellin' ya' befo'e ya' go any furder. Ah be baaad... Okay? Okay. Slap mah fro! I've put way too much crap on here, so's it may snatch some minute o' 57 t'load all de pictures. At least it duz wid mah' pos, steam-powered doodad, so's plum be patient way coo'! Right on! Dat's all.
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eek! Preach it loud, bruddah! oh it's plum me
Weada' Fo'ecast fo' Tomo'row, dig dis: Dark, followed by scattered light in de early mo'nin', clearin' down t'full light by noon. 'S coo', bro. Anoda' dark front should hit in de evenin', wid toal darkness settin' in tonight and puh'sistin' drough until de next day. Slap mah fro! Dere might be some moon down. High probability uh stars. Dere gots'ta probably be some wind and clouds, too. 'S coo', bro. You's neva' know, so cut me some slack, Jack.
Tony, dig dis: ah' wuz in Italy wid some homey and dis honky chick comes down and drows mah' homey some baby. Slap mah fro! Den when he caught it, ha' oda' kids ran down and took his wallet right out uh his pocket. Man! So's let dat be some lesson t'ya'. If youse eva' in Italy and some sucka tosses ya' some baby, plum swat it. Man! Swat it t'de ground and say, dig dis: "I DON'T THINK SO! Right on!"
Doc Katz, dig dis: Good fo' ya', Tony. Slap mah fro!
Tony, dig dis: I'm plum tryin' t'snatch some bite out uh crime...
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We used t'go on vacashuns every year. Ah be baaad... Five sucka's packed in some car, windows rolled down, pretendin' we had air condishunin'. Mah' Big Daddy would say, dig dis:
"Would ya look at dat? How could sucka's be so's inconsiderate? Drowin' away puh'fectly baaaad lawn furniture."
"Big Daddy, ah' duzn't dink dey're drowin' it out. Man! Deir drinks is still on de table! Right on!"
"Dey're drowin' it out! Right on! Get out uh de wheels and dig it! Right on! And dig dat barbecue set while youse at it. Man!"
Lata' on ah' gots burned, dig dis:
"AHHH! Right on!"
"Put on de oven mitts befo'e ya' grab dat doodad! Right on! Dump out dose hot coals! Right on! Gimme dat hot dog! Right on! GET WITH IT! Right on!"
I found da damn glitch in de fo'm dat wouldn't let ya' drow it. Man! It seems dat some sucka accidentally erased da damn drow button. 'S coo', bro. It certainly wuzn't me, ah' would neva' do nuthin dat stupid. You's probably dought it wuz some prank, o' dat ah' wuz stupid, but it's not and neida' am I.
De end.