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Jan 11, 2007 | 07:35 AM

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You know what, Stan, if you want me to wear 37 pieces of flair, like your pretty boy over there, Brian, why don't you just make the minimum 37 pieces of flair?

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:35 AM

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Human beings were not meant to sit in little cubicles staring at computer screens all day, filling out useless forms and listening to eight different bosses drone on about about mission statements.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:36 AM

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Shit. I'm a free man and I haven't had a conjugal visit in six months.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:36 AM

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I lied. Um... All that stuff I said about being a crack head? It just helps me sell magazines. I'm actually an unemployed... software engineer.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:51 AM

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I LOVE Monty Python and the Holy Grail though.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:51 AM

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When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:51 AM

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Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who killed who.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:52 AM

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I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

Jan 11, 2007 | 07:53 AM

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You don't frighten us, English pig dogs. Go and boil your bottoms, you sons of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called "Arthur King," you and all your silly English K-nig-hts.