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07-10-2006, 21:46
I wish this was a real political party. We could use some good, honest insanity in our politics. http://www.armory.com/~crisper/Scorch/index.html
Happiness by the founder of the scorched earth party.
Happiness is getting the clot in your leg, not in your brain.
Happiness is finding out it was only syphillis.
Happiness is purging the people who were loyal to you, just for fun.
Happiness is Chris Farley, carved like a Thanksgiving Turkey.
Happiness is a nymphomaniac lobbyist.
Happiness is when the blood of the unbeliever splatters everywhere, yet
doesn't land on your wool jacket.
Happiness is a canister of nerve gas, a large satchel, and a good running
start.
Happiness is a hug.
Happiness is a hug, delivered in a firm, unyielding way, lingering for
just a bit too long, in order to communicate the message "I own you."
Happiness is a hug, delivered in a firm, forceful way, snapping the
spine just halfway up, in order to communicate the message "You mildly
irritated me."
Happiness is fear and ignorance. Just trust me on this one.
Happiness is the crotch rot coming under control.
Happiness is that charming little creaking noise the rack makes during the
first turn.
Happiness is the skin peeling off in large, satisfying sheets.
Happiness is bouncing the rubble.
Happiness is keeping the shelter door cracked open a little bit, just
to keep things interesting.
Happiness is a lead pipe.
Scorched Earth Party -
"Because love is my bottom line."
- Jeff Vogel
Scorched Earth Party
Happiness by the founder of the scorched earth party.
Happiness is getting the clot in your leg, not in your brain.
Happiness is finding out it was only syphillis.
Happiness is purging the people who were loyal to you, just for fun.
Happiness is Chris Farley, carved like a Thanksgiving Turkey.
Happiness is a nymphomaniac lobbyist.
Happiness is when the blood of the unbeliever splatters everywhere, yet
doesn't land on your wool jacket.
Happiness is a canister of nerve gas, a large satchel, and a good running
start.
Happiness is a hug.
Happiness is a hug, delivered in a firm, unyielding way, lingering for
just a bit too long, in order to communicate the message "I own you."
Happiness is a hug, delivered in a firm, forceful way, snapping the
spine just halfway up, in order to communicate the message "You mildly
irritated me."
Happiness is fear and ignorance. Just trust me on this one.
Happiness is the crotch rot coming under control.
Happiness is that charming little creaking noise the rack makes during the
first turn.
Happiness is the skin peeling off in large, satisfying sheets.
Happiness is bouncing the rubble.
Happiness is keeping the shelter door cracked open a little bit, just
to keep things interesting.
Happiness is a lead pipe.
Scorched Earth Party -
"Because love is my bottom line."
- Jeff Vogel
Scorched Earth Party