That chick with the bird sculptures made of horse poop she could move to Austria the horses there now have to wear big diapers called poo-bags, full of fresh steamy horse poop.
Horse Poop
"dave7e9q" wrote in message news:[email]...
Can she make me a sculpture of Cyberbutt scoring with Alaskan chicks on a dog sled out of turds?
On Sat, 1 May 2004 17:42:32 -0400, "King Turd" wrote:
Why yes, that piece is included in the limited edition Cyberbutt Miniatures Collection available now from the Franklin Urinal Mint. The collection includes many fine turd sculptures, such as the one of an elk being smashed to bloody bits as it is slammed by a speeding motorcycle. Collect all 69 pieces! Hurry though, supplies are limited.
Dude, sign me up for all 69 turd pieces! NOW! And give me an extra urinal mint, I've been trying to cut back cause of the bloated face look you get when you eat too many, but I always like to keep some on hand....mhehehe...hand....
On Sun, 2 May 2004 15:06:43 -0400, "King Turd" wrote:
A wise decision. You cannot go wrong investing in the CyberButt Miniatures, they reek of quality. These are numbered pieces by the way... each one is Number 2.
CyberButt
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LOL!
CyberButt wrote in message news:...
Hehe "they reek of quality" that ruled!
CyberButt wrote in message news:...
Do you have one of a nude chick in a bikini with big boobs?
On 3 May 2004 14:01:16 -0700, [email] (dave7e9q) wrote:
Slow down dude, that piece will be coming out soon!! Uh huh huh, *coming*. Yes, we do have the piece you're describing in the planning stages right now... as soon as we can get Jeni to model for us, our master craftsmen will be all over this one.
"King Turd" wrote in message news:...
Did he go to Alaska? I hear those Eskimo sluts really put out. He should just post the pictures. Do they have like, a house of ill repute in an igloo or something?
On 3 May 2004 14:00:16 -0700, [email] (dave7e9q) wrote:
Um, yeah I think so. I'm not sure, I was pretty fitshaced at the time. But I do remember waking up in an igloo and my wallet was gone and then I had to walk back without my pants. That was a good night. Or was that in Intercourse, Pennsylvania that happened? Dammit, I can't remember.