I Ain't No Oprah
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Monday, August 25, 2008
"Ooh, baby, you are so talented! And they are so DUMB!"
"We'll work up a number six on 'em!"
"Not only was it authentic frontier gibberish, but it expresses a courage little seen in this day and age!"
"My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention."
"He said the sheriff is near."
"Have you gone berserk! Can't you see that man is a ni..."
"My mind is a raging torrent, flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives."
"Hey, where the white women at?"
"Mongo like candy."
"Would you like another schnitzengruben?"
"Going so soon? I wouldn't hear of it. Why, my little party's just beginning!"
"Begone, before somebody drops a house on YOU!"
"Just speakin' the vernacular of the peasantry. Or something."
"Just because I'm presumin, that I could be kinda human,if I only had a heart."
"Well, howdy, Miss Gulch."
"Shucks, folks, I'm speechless."
"I even scare myself."
"You, my friend, are a victim of disorganized thinking."
"I'd thrash him from top to bottomus!"
"A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others."
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