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Teddy Thunders

PHANTOM QUEEN



canyoneer posted:

HAIL FELLOW
TIS A FINE CAP
FOR A JESTER TO WEAR
TO THE HIPPODROME
THOU FOOL

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Teddy Thunders

PHANTOM QUEEN



Nosfereefer posted:

vlad the inhaler

take the moon





sig by heather papps

sig gob by khanstant

Barking Gecko

Mahoro says, "Naughty things are bad."


Teddy Thunders posted:

OH poo poo

IT'S EASTER

PUT A SIGN ON IT THAT SAYS "HE IS RISEN, BUT WHAT IF TOO MUCH????"

Prof. Crocodile




was trying to decide which post from this saga to put in here, but they were all beautiful in their own way so I choked.


thank you heather papps for this historically great sig!
thank you deep dish peat moss for preparing me for The War with dope rhymes!

Teddy Thunders

PHANTOM QUEEN



FactsAreUseless posted:

Haha, five o' the clock, heading home to the old ball and chain. See you tomorrow, Jerry.
/


Doo ba da ba ba bah, doo ba dee dah
/



ChubbyChecker





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Escape From Noise posted:

I met a traveller from way down yonder,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless pyramids of cans
Stand in the pale moonlight. . . . Near them, on the muddy water,
Half sunk a shattered truck lies, whose fogged windows,
And grape snow cones, and sneer of cold burger,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that lived for the minute, and the heart that laid rubber;
And on the Georgia asphalt, these words appear:
My name is Alan Jackson, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
But he never got caught. Round the decay
Of that colossal hoochie coochie, boundless and bare
The lone and level muddy waters stretch far away.

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