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Updated: 10/16/01 Click here for Zbonia archive

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I don't like fingernails. If I didn't need to scratch or pick things ever - I wouldn't want fingernails. I don't like bills. I wonder why pumpkins are like a Halloween thing. Why don't people carve up a watermelon or something? Shin told me she got tan. Fucker. I want to be tan. I need another defining moment. I haven't been to a punk rawk show in a while. They moved NOFX until March. I am going to have someone reporting to me at work that is like 3-4 years older than me and that is a little weird. I am the best organizer around. I am creative. I was tossing around the idea of eating a fruit or a vegetable just for fun. Or even trying to eat them more than like once every 2 months. I figure the worst it could do is help me. If you took my coffee away from me I would beat you until you bled. Please please don't call me on the phone. I really can't stand the phone. Strange considering I work for a phone company. I can't remember the last time I have used a pencil. It has to be at least a year.

 

Email Attachment of the Week

Microsoft Word .doc - click here to download

Joke of the Week

Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding. Their life together was, of course, perfect. One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car (a Grand Caravan) along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help. There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys. Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle. Soon they were driving along delivering toys. Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived the accident. The mind numbing  question is: Who was the survivor?

The perfect woman survived. She's the only one who really existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man. Women stop reading here. That is the end of the joke.
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So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the perfect woman must have been driving. And that explains why there was a car accident. By the way, if you're a woman and you're reading this, this illustrates another point: Women never listen, either.
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Email Train of the Week - usually have to read these bottom to top

Andrew P Ziola

i think they should rename the Vagina Monologues - the Poon Tang Talks

Shin

What about the Crotch Conversations?

Andrew P Ziola

Love Tunnel Thoughts.

Shin

Carpet Callings

Andrew P Ziola

Twat Gab.

Shin

Furburger Findings

Andrew P Ziola

Cunt Musings

Shin

Pussy ponderings?

Andrew P Ziola

What about Genital Chats?

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