When I see someone crying, I always ask if it's because of their haircut.
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Yes, I would rather wear a pork-chop jockstrap in a lion's den than get involved with PlusOne again.
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With the default of PlusOne, I'm going to miss your hourly, multi-color CLICK-CLICK-CLICK pleadings for those worthless 'coins' this holiday season.
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Yoga class? I'm so glad television redefined the word "marathon" to mean the exact opposite of physical exercise.
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I'd agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong.
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As a matter of fact, tonight I made the PlusOne Novena at Our Lady of Nocturnal Emissions.
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Pillow Guy runs for Chairman of RNC:
https://www.washingtonexaminer.com/news/mike-lindell-floats-potential-bid-for-rnc-chair
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Sorry I didn't make it to your Thanksgiving dinner, but I wasn't invited.
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Yes. Sometimes, my words may seem somewhat harsh. My words can be flowery at times, and I’ve always had a problem with hyperbole. But, that doesn’t mean I don’t speak from the heart and more importantly, speak in understandable English, when I say, I don't make aimless conversation.
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What did you expect when Clem left? A big, wet kiss, or a pat on your widdle heinie?
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Right now, Sir Clem is doing swan dives, like Scrooge McDuck, into his piles of gold.
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Happy Thanksgiving! I spent a great day at the PlusOne Farewell Thanksgiving Parade:
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I miss those Saturday mornings when the hardest decision was which cereal to eat and what cartoon to watch.
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Correct, Kitt. Most people don't realize this... but you can eat organic, gluten-free foods without telling everyone about it.
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WOW! What a coinkydink! I believe I found your long-lost car record-player after all these years. No thanks necessary:
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Yes, those were some fun facts, indeed. But, here's a holiday-related fact for your enjoyment:
If the Native Americans had given the Pilgrims a donkey instead of a turkey, we'd all be having a piece of ass for Thanksgiving.
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Jeez, I guess you didn't get the joke.
I was simply making a harmless, carnal innuendo about a floppy 8-inch membrum-virilis, and your response created a long thread about vinyl records and big bands.
I fear I'm becoming too subtle as I get older.
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Correct, sir. It's obvious why the 8-inch hard ones were all the rage over the 8-inch floppies.
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Once Meatloaf stops selling those Taylor Swift tickets out of the IHUB coffee-break room, these breakdowns won't happen anymore.
Last week, he sold me tickets for the Rolling Stones Steel Prostate Tour.
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Although wearing onions on your belt was weird, what I wore on my belt as a kid, was even weirder.
As a kid, I must've bought a dozen Lucky Rabbit's Foot key-chains for 10¢ each. And, I never realized they were actual severed rabbit's feet until I accidentally scratched myself with the toes.
I thought they were a bit of shag carpet on a chain.
Some genius figured out how to monetize useless rabbit's feet, instead of throwing them away. Like the guy in Buffalo who figured out to turn useless chicken wings into an industry.
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They say a picture is worth a thousand words:
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Most of the time, Meatloaf's mobile phone is repeatedly losing the phone connection - because he's usually under the arches at the drive-thru.
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You went to town twice to to 'drop off an axle'?
Is to 'drop off an axle' a country-style way of saying that you visited Miss Kitty's Palais de Poonanny for an extended session of hardcore bologna pillorying?
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So, if someone has one year to live, they should move to your town - because every day is like a freakin' eternity.
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Yes, the party-line was the worst idea since the invention of the Speedo.
And, since we're going down Memory Lane, I found this old ad from the now defunct IHUB store:
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What about calling a girl for a date and one of her parents answers? Then, they'd pummel you with trick questions before letting her talk to you.
Here in Manhattan, when a cell-phone goes off in public, you see 30 people patting themselves down like they've burst into flames.
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Hard to believe I once had a phone attached to the wall. When it rang, I'd pick it up without knowing who was calling. I'm amazed I'm still alive.
Here's what the new IHUB looks like on my phone:
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How about trading those Moons, for what I call, my Mother’s Day Gift Package: Ten scratch-offs, a pint of Hiram Walker and a carton of Luckies?
BTW, Thanksgiving and Xmas should be 6 months apart. Absurd to see those people again so soon. Insane.
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Since PlusOne has already thrashed us like a baby-momma trying to beat the change out of a deadbeat dad, how about making it up to us by giving Likes some real value?
If anyone reaches a total of, say, a couple of hundred Likes, they could redeem them for a free month of IHUB. It'll encourage better posting, while making them feel that they're not doing deep-knee bends in an asparagus patch.
C'mon, resentment runs deeper than the crack of Lizzo's butt.
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Will we have the ability to opt-out of those Like notifications?
Those notifications are as useless as a macramé diaphragm.
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The Fidelity Test
I was a very happy man. My wonderful Girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year. So we decided to get married.
There was only one little thing bothering me.
It was her beautiful younger Sister, Sofia.
My prospective Sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally was bra-less.
She would regularly bend down when she was near me. I always got more than a nice view. It had to be deliberate. She never did it around anyone else.
One day she called me and asked me to come over. 'To check my Sister's wedding invitations' she said.
She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me. She couldn't overcome them anymore.
She told me that she wanted me just once before I got married. She said "Before you commit your life to my Sister".
Well, I was in total shock, and I couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom" she said, "if you want one last wild fling, just come up and have me".
I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs.
I stood there for a moment. Then turned and made a bee-line straight to the front door. I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car.
Lo and behold, my fiancé's entire family was standing outside, all clapping and cheering!
With tears in his eyes, my future Father-in-law hugged me. He said, 'Frankie, we are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our Daughter. Welcome to the family my son.'
And the moral of this story is:
Always keep your Condoms in your car.
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Walmart is way too expensive for me.
I shop at Bang For Your Buck - Walmart's discount brothel chain.
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OK, I'll bring my 'coins' and meet you down at the Waffle House.
I'll be the guy swiggin' Olde English in the eight-dollar cargo pants.
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It's unfair to compare the two of us.
Janice busts scams. I just bust balls.
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That's great news! So, if I make a direct transfer to you, you'll send me $1.26 per thousand in U.S. cash? And does that offer extend to all those suckered by PlusOne?
Are you still located in Morganville, which used to be called Shelbyville?
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As much as I'd like to give you a bunch of worthless PlusOne 'coins', the Brifters (Brit + grifters) are still taking their 30% cut of the transfer.
Even though they've made off with a metric ass-ton cash from ad sales, and Faucets which resold our personal info, they still insist on their 30% grift-tax.
So, we got screwed, and didn't even get the courtesy of a pack of smokes, or a reach-around for our trouble.
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Apparently you didn't waste 4 years collecting these worthless PlusOne 'coins', otherwise you'd recognize the Wallet was for storing them.
Now, it's as useless as a Blockbusters card.
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