Pro-Union Dead Girls Gone Wild

"PTA pterodactyl ptomaine pub puberty pubescence"


If you get the chance, be sure to visit the Baltimore Aquarium,
I've been there three times now. And usually it's like, "Ahhhhh make it stop!
Hi! My name is Brandy, welcome to my poster store!
I love dry humor

After I logged off, I opened my window and crawled out onto the roof
I rolled the nipples
To vote PC
What runs from that nose of yours is actually a helpful friend called mucus

I still can't feel my right big toe as I write this more
than a week later, doing some pretty serious vegetating today
His band makes out a lot to shock people. Last April,
Unrestrained violence against barbed wire will always

Find a place to go. Just don't whiz on the electric fence
We run a xenophobic blitzkrieg of steamshovels
It seems that "weed freaks," as they are called
was never known to the human world.

Certain areas, like Guinea-Bissau
have become a fruitful metaphor.
When it is not convenient to bake the scones on a girdle
He got a little chubby. He had bags under his eyes,

scavenging sometimes rancid seeds from cones across the forest floor.
No other white person on the premises
The modern Siberians would shake their head
The joke was on us, under the tutelage of John Crowe Ransom

The big @$$ stuffed animals that are usually 100 are now 50!
my shields, along with half my armour, were gone
Nintendo themed tattoos
As I passed William James Infirmary I saw my sweetheart breathe

Mr. Fishbone installed a gigantic mountain of bananas
Punk isnt dead
when you have kids:
"whats up ya dyke!!" ha ha

Small wrenlike Asiatic birds
a devout buddhist, and the best hugger
he can look at me naked, and not wince
Opening up communications is the key.

As a kid raised in Washington DC's hardcore punk scene
Freddie Mercury didn't let the light of Christ in his life--
If he chooses to eat fatty foods, that's his life choice
His policies stem from that.

We moved to a small town in northwestern Connecticut
For decent church-goin' women,
with their pinched, bitter, evil faces
a small army of ardent supporters of Gary Hart.

My mind veered toward the supernatural, the abstract. It was Hell.
We built a deck for a yurt over in the corner
Charlie was dead, arm draped over a barrel of pirate rum
And he has spectacular sideburns.

I decided that we would go to Les and Cheryl Shaw's
in the dreaded "ditch section".
to make sure his sons learn how to play baseball
"You looks like youse yo' own daughter."

Even lard arse aint Domesticated!
There was never any question where to put the statue of Rick,
the waitress who served us at Boylston Street on Saturday night
dropped her bombs on Hiroshima

This is the website of the Rock of Ages Granite Company
I alone had survived the blast because of my anti-electron suit.
It is the most unhappiest of breakups, me and my TV.
Perhaps this is a test balloon to see if racial activists will squeak loud enough

Darien, CT
It was time to kick it around
I'm such a bitch!
Spring break is always nice

The orca was transported to the Oregon Coast
Aquarium. Shakin' dat ass, swish swish, like a fish!
Slide grease and lubricants
can wreck havoc on your horn.