I thought the "my fawn" thing was dead!

Damn you people for making me wrong!

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

No, I'm still very much alive.

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I'm half spit, by body weight.

Please explain for the n00bs.

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Poop.

Does this explain anything?

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ken.kaufman@gmail.com

[quote]The fawn bit me. It fucking bit me, man!

I wouldn't take that shit.[/quote]

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

Thank you for that explanation. It is also handy, since I recently found a fawn hiding in my closet.

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Poop.

My fawn came out of the closet what should I do?

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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet

Well for god's sake, get the poor thing away from Alabama!

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

My fawn is hanging out with the wrong crowd and selling it's body to buy smack. What should I do?

....What the hell is wrong with you?

It's a question. Like, a question.

Am I on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?

Yes. I'm Regis Philbin. Now, how do you stop a fawn from being a smelly whore?

Can I phone a friend?

Well, sure. I guess.

Hello, Robbie?

Who the hell is this, how did you get this number?

It's me. Your friend. I'm on Millionaire and I need you to help me!

Only 30 seconds on the clock...

How do I stop a hooker fawn from being a hooker?

.....Are you sure I know you?

Yes, I'm sure! Now what's the answer?

I dunno. Let me get my handy Animal Prostitution handbook out...

Only 10 seconds left!

I've got it! Tylenol! Lots and lots of Tylenol!

You win! You win a million dollars!

Yahooo! Yippee! I'm going to Hawaii!

I think I'm cancelled now.

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Have some water. *glub glub*

As a licensed veterinarian with more degrees than you'll ever have, it is my professional option that smelly crack-whore fawns can... [loudwinded and pointless discussion on how it is possible to contract venereal diseases from deer, especially if you are a Swede, was cut for the sake of brevity. - Brad]

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"Nothing expresses the brutal grandeur of rectal polyps and anal fistulae quite like the mother-tongue of Goethe."

Oh man.

Oh Man oh Man Oh Man!

I remember that thread. It ruined a good portion of my last exams reading it.

And oh good christ.

BURMA SHAVE!

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"Life Sucks, Then you Die. The bit inbetween isnt very funny either"