Warning - this message contains explicit athletic material. Skip to the
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So I sent to Atlanta and walked up the the athletes entrance at Olympic
Park and this big redneck security d00d planted himself in front of me
Redneck Can I help you son
PotLicker I came to compete in the Olympic Farting Contest
Redneck There aint no such contest Push off kid
PotLicker Mr Redneck Sir I hate to cast aspersions upon your integrity
but it seems to me that there are contestants practising over
there Guzzlin chili beans and washing them down with beer
Redneck Those are FBI agents carrying out an investigation son They
picked up some bad habits waiting at Waco. Now push off son
PotLicker But it says right here Mr Redneck Sir that there be a farting
contest
Redneck Lemme see that Naw son you needs new glasses It says there be
an Immigrant Farting Contest at Manchester in England Push off
PotLicker But Mr Redneck Sir I came so far Can I just take a look inside
Redneck You are holding up the line If you dont push off I will ask
Hillary to sit on your face
PotLicker And that would be punishment?
Redneck Son you aint gonna walk too good if you get this size 12 boot
stuck up your ass
PotLicker But Mr Redneck Sir I really need help I asked about running a
firewall farm And this really weird guy called
Jan Brimstone-Blimey sent me e-mail about trusted lakes and
trusted servers and engineers performing unnatural acts upon
willing armadillos Mr Redneck Sir I fear for my pristine
posterior
Redneck Hey you guys Help me get my foot outta this kids ass
PotLicker Ouch Oh boy that hurt
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PotLicker (limping)
You lot in the line Whats the story about a trusted lake
between trusted servers Whats the scoop on running a firewall
farm as compared to this trusted lake stuff
Pot_Licker
--- How do you know if your slightly high or slightly cracked? ---
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