Reese and his piece

I do believe my nuts inspired this posting, as is often the case.

Don't forget my mixed nuts!

It is quite obvious to me, as I am an expert in such matters, that you people need to come off your medications and chew on my super salty premium nuts instead.


All proceeds benefit the L. Ron. Hubbard Orphanage, which consists of a small group of alien children displaced by hurricane Katrina. Katie and I keep them in our basement in a protective womb of magnetic protoplasm.

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More on nuts.

While you obviously ignorant types will be eating NIP food at this terribly misspelled restaurant, rest assured that Katie and I WILL be spreading the truth about Scientology. And if you want nuts, I'LL SHOW YOU NUTS. KATIE LOVES MY NUTS! YOU SO DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT NUTS. I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT NUTS!

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Tom's Balls is a town just outside Houston, and so is Katy. Suck on that.

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sonic ciabatta samwich?

Sorry I haven't been around. I've been so confused the past couple of days. Like, I found out I have something called "sperm." I suppose that's cause for celebration, but apparently it has disasterous effects. Does anybody have a Prozac I can take, and the number to a good plasic surgeo ... i mean abortionist?

I don't like tots either. Nobody should have them, and infants are even worse. It's a psychologically unsound practice.



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