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congratulations, jim treacher!

Number one, baby!


Enemas and Tampons??? OMG, I need to get out more.

Damn, that one is cool. All I got is "Fat Bloated Communist".

I'm thinking that his colonic slackness is going to be a liability if he doesn't kill himself before he goes to prison.

Treacher's mother must be so proud.

Wait, you know who she is? Did she say anything about me?

"Don't stare at the tail"