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Three times I've tried to write something here. I get laughing so hard at that finger-stirred martini that I can't think of anything. Curse you, coevad!

Coevad took his nastiest, stinkiest finger and probed Plook's not-so-secret basement. They smoked American Spirits afterwards.

The Pope can't stop laughing because the bubbles in his Tahiti Treat martini tickle his 'stir-stick'.

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Miasma!

Sam I Am wants you to know the exact time that he joined Zappa.com because it coincides with the date on the mystery meat in his dangerous kitchens refridgerator. Soon as the Roxy video is released, then in the microwave it goes!

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Coevad's mystery meat hangs limp between his legs. It only stands at attention when the national anthem is played. The only women who can bear to hear that song are Tea Party Republicans, who are always married. Coevad hasn't scored since 2006, when Michele Bachman mistook him for her pool boy.

Since Pope jim has sang the american national anthem the iraq people keep burning the USA flag

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ZutboF tunneled from his not so secret basement into the United States and was immediatly rounded up in an illegal imigrant raid, they could not understand what he was saying so released him into the custody of cleon...

It was Plook who suggested Cleon, sadist that he is. Cleon decided ZutboF was speaking Portuguese, so he said, "Send the fookin' blighter t' Brazil." So now poor Zutbof is draining rubber plants in Manaus and plotting revenge on Plook. Something involving maple syrup, ghost peppers and a rabid mudshark.

Pope Jim dont want to tell but he is in a secret Zappa fan club where he is Cleon's attorney.

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ZutboF's conspiracy theories always start in Canada but end up in England by way of the United States...

Plook's conspiracy theory on the Serbian government's involvement in Princep's assassination of Franz Ferdinand led to the outbreak of WWI and the eventual dismemberment of Austria-Hungary. On his frequent trips to Vienna, Austrians often mutter, "Dismemberer", when they pass him in the streets.

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Caputh has obviously found my not so secret basement and figured out the password to the time machine, he knew it would be Zappa since most folks are not complex enough to get to the letter Z...

Plook was sick. Too many beers, wayyyy too many greasy nachos. He staggered downstairs and strapped into his time machine, cleverly disguised as a hot water heater on roller skate wheels. With a semi-hearty yell of "Viva Zapata!" he went charging across the Aughts and the Nineties and came to rest in Barcelona, 1988. Frank and the boys were doing a concert just then. Plook had already seen it on a previous trip, a scouting trip. He had enjoyed it. This time he was there to create mayhem. He rejoined the timestream in Ed Mann's room. He unstrapped from the time tank, walked over to Ed's bed, carefully pulled back the coverlet, removed a pillow and heaved up a nasty, stinking, colorful skirl of churned nachos, easily two large plates' worth. He whipped out his pocket notebook and scrawled a quick note: "Love, Scott," which he placed beside his spew. Plook replaced the pillow, fluffed it, lovingly remade the bed, strapped back into his time tank and headed home. Mission accomplished.

Pope Jim gives one free Papal pass per year for your birthday...absolution not included, void on weekends and saint birthdays, tax not included, some blackout dates may apply, contact your local parish for local practices...

Plook avatar picture is not so clear becuz in reality this photo its from the future where the radiation is very high. Thats why he lost his balls when they burned like in a microwave oven.

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ZutboF is using the wrong Time Line when time traveling...

Plook goes back in time frequently to revisit his glory days on the scraped knees circuit. Every time he does this, his skateboard avatar gets a little grainier. Too many more visits and it will blur to an indistinguishable blob, at which time he'll be put in adult diapers and fed oatmeal with raisins. The meanies will also take his cigarettes away.

Pope Jim taught the meanies everything they know.It is purported that one night at meanie camp he became so intoxicated on guara, a local elixer that makes your teeth go numb and you fall down alot, that he couldn't distinguish male from female as he tried to hump everything within sight. The locals herded Jim into their stable were he spent a peaceful night with three unnamed farm animals.

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everybody here just vomits pieces of shit...well...no, just try to to have a shit on their pants so their mom wash them...

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i'm totally spiritual

googly moogly lost his spirit quest and now his mind is so full of strobing skulls and other meaningless symbols, he can not form a coherent lie with in the context of this thread...

Plook, aside from all his other pressing business, finds time to give troll lessons to Googly Moogly. What a humanitarian! It would be much easier and a wiser use of Plook's time to refer Googly to the trollmaster, Gary, over at Dweezil Zappa World. (That's Gary, pure and simple. You know him here as Trendmonger.) Pay heed, Googly Moogly. You are an amateur. The great guru, Titone, would love to instruct a disciple such as yourself. He might even feed you a squid. Eggplant for sure.

On dying, Pope Jim found himself in limbo, the outer circle of hell. At first he thought about complaining. "I've heard of Jesus," he said. However, after a good chin-wag with Alexander the Great, he decided he was better off than Pope Boniface VII and withdrew his appeal. After all, lyres are not as sexy as a Macedonian posing pouch...

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Caputh in an effort to finally make his not so secret basement truelly secret, dug to far when he found the entrance to hell. He realized he may have fullfilled his wifes call for him to go to hell, so he decided to close the passage before she got home. He decided to quickly barbaque some hot dogs for a burnt wennie sandwich before he sealed it back up, he was caught with some 3rd degree burns and got the third degree...

Plook is eagerly awaiting any kind of sexual harassment in his workplace.

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coevad's brain work so hard when he listen Zappa music that his Tv become full of snow.

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ZutboF once was maple syrup Baron, but lost his empire in the Great Syrup shortage of 1979, he claims it was caused by sap...