Jet Bin Fever - 2015-03-06
The reaction at 1:35 is the only believable one.
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Mother_Puncher - 2015-03-06
I totally forgot I used to be a christian clown at the church i went to when i was 10. I was being groomed for this.
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Bort - 2015-03-07
Touching the elderly ranks pretty high on this guy's priorities.
I love how he insists on finding a Biblical justification for touching the elderly, but at the end is foursquare against doing anything they might actually want you to do.
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infinite zest - 2015-03-07
I can't remember the circumstances but my parents got into contact with my 3rd grade teacher not too long ago and we decided to get lunch together and catch up. This is what she does now: she quit teaching after her divorce, found Jesus and went to Clown College.
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Bort - 2015-03-07 So did you nail her?
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infinite zest - 2015-03-07 In the very likely event that I become world-famous and my poetv.com username is probed, I did not have sexual relations with my 3rd grade teacher. I did, however, have sex with a 6th grade teacher who is married to a firefighter. And you can take that to the bank!
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EvilHomer - 2015-03-08 My third grade teacher was really hot. My sixth grade teacher, not so much.
I don't know if I would nail my third grade teacher, though. She was too sweet and motherly, like Cherilee - she invited me to her wedding that summer, and everbody in school agreed that she was the bestest teacher ever. Good for cuddles perhaps, and nice long naps on a summer afternoon, but maybe not fucking. I think I'd nail my tenth grade English teacher (the one my friend from juvie was stalking), the drama club TA from eleventh grade, and of course my seventh grade teacher. Oh yeah, seventh grade teacher! She looked like a slight chubby Brooke Richards and once punched a female student in the mouth for calling Ms Seventh Grade a cuntface. We hated each other so much; the tension would be unbelievable!
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kingarthur - 2015-03-07
See it's funny because whenever the missionary types, clowns choirs mimes or otherwise, used to come to the mental hospital they would never cross the yellow tape on the floor, the pussies. Scared of a little insanity. Like they were gonna catch it or something. Well, let me tell you there is no god in an underfunded state mental hospital in Mississippi, fuckers. It's basically prison without bars and a few less locks.
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