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,much like the taste of warm lettuce on a hot summers' day in the middle of Klatch.

WELL. THER IS MANY THINGS I HAVE NOT DONE BUT I WILL PUT THAT ON MY NOT TO DO LIST.

for a second there i thought you were continuing with the story

suddenly, a monkey and a spaceship fell through the roof of mahatma ghandis home.

ghandi stopped his fast for a second and bit of the monkeys head before putting its severed body into his wives bed. what he did to the spacshop, god only knws Two hours later when his wife went to get into bed, ghandi heard...

......A melon dropping onto his wifes hes, he roared and came rushing into the room....

... the sound of a melon dropping onto someones head. roared a flatulent roar and...

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Mr Jelly, Mr Jelly

swallowed the monkeys testicles

His Wife Screamed and Turned into Godzilla but ghandi used his special Ghandi
powers and ran away.....

and turned smack baang into ook returning home from an all night binje drink. oh oooh..........

... 'oo-[burp]-k' said the librarian,determined not to let the two benappied little indian men intimidate him.

Then Superman walked in and tripped up on to ghandi's frog.

As superman fell the frog whipped out its tongue and ripped off superman's cape,wrapping it around its frail half shoulder-back hump-thingy with a meniacal grin on its warty facial area