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voracious said:
I have something else planned. Pics and your infi comin' to me
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I have something else planned. Pics and your infi comin' to me
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El mono en mi armario es malvado y desea robar mi infi. Lo golpeé con un palo y él dijo el pavo, así que me lo golpeó otra vez. Después de 15 minutos, su esposa vino a casa y bailaron
Der Affe in meinem Wandschrank ist schlecht und möchte mein infi stehlen. Ich schlug ihn mit einem Hieb und er sagte Truthahn, also mich schlug ihn wieder. Nach 15 Minuten kam seine Frau nach Hause und sie tanzten
Der Affe in meinem Wandschrank ist schlecht und möchte mein infi stehlen. Ich schlug ihn mit einem Hieb und er sagte Truthahn, also mich schlug ihn wieder. Nach 15 Minuten kam seine Frau nach Hause und sie tanzten
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voracious said:
No...It was:
The monkey in my closet is evil and wants to steal my infi. I hit him with a bat and he said turkey, so I hit him again. After 15 minutes, his wife came home and they danced
Babel Fish cannot translate for squat
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yeah i got more from espanol to english but "wandschrank" was funnier.KnifeAddictAK said:No...It was:
The monkey in my closet is evil and wants to steal my infi. I hit him with a bat and he said turkey, so I hit him again. After 15 minutes, his wife came home and they danced
Babel Fish cannot translate for squat
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Θέλω κάποια βόειο κρέας και μπρόκολο. Αυτό θα ήταν πρόσθετο αγαθό με το infi μου που είναι λίγα ακόμα δυνατά στον αέρα του χρόνου ενάντια στη μάχη των γηρατειών
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KnifeAddictAK said:
conversely;
나는 약간 둔감한 고기 및 브로콜리를 원한다. 이것은 전투giratejw'n안에 시간의 공기안에 몇몇 고요한 열심히 불리하게infi에 나의 추가 좋을 것이
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voracious said:
huh?
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youll имеет говядину и очень больше моего другаKnifeAddictAK said:huh?
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youll has a beef and it is very more than my friendvoracious said:youll имеет говядину и очень больше моего друга
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A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man
was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred
to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that
the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them. After a
while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one
side of the road.
It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill
it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent
gate in the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold He
and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer,
he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close
enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man
asked. Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have
some ice water brought right up." The man gestured,
and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing
toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward
the road and continued the way he had been going with his
dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another
long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a
farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.
There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a
man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any
water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man
pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the
gate. "Come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to
the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump." They went
through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old
fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler
filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave
some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog
walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree
waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered. "Well, that's confusing,"
the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was
Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and
pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name
like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just
happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their
best friends behind."
was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred
to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that
the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them. After a
while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one
side of the road.
It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill
it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent
gate in the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold He
and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer,
he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close
enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man
asked. Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have
some ice water brought right up." The man gestured,
and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing
toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward
the road and continued the way he had been going with his
dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another
long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a
farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.
There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a
man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any
water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man
pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the
gate. "Come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to
the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump." They went
through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old
fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler
filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave
some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog
walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree
waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered. "Well, that's confusing,"
the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was
Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and
pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name
like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just
happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their
best friends behind."