This topic seems to have become my equivalent to artists who paint: dogs playing poker, women wearing large hats and celebrities dressed as firemen cuddling injured clown children.
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- SUKIYAKI - Kyu Sakamoto (Image File)
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- Lovin' Losers - 2 Great Biker Films
- Swiggs - Bonnie & Carla - Barackonomics
- RUN, RUN, RUN - The Gestures (1964) (Image File)
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- Gandhi Goose and Sewerpuss - TEACHING
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- G & B - The Age
- Noon Time Nudies at 7:54am
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- Another painting of animals playin' instruments
- 2 Minuttz Uhpart - ARTISTS
- Personal Palindrome
- Vintage Sketch Book - Cartoons
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About Me
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- All my life things have been what they have been. I thought I was on top of the world when my boss over at the Church Cake Sale Management Company put me in charge of measuring kitchen tables: But never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would become the junior assistant to the assistant of the assistant president of The Miniature Cattle Display Club here in Spiderbone Illinois. It's as if I was drinking a Rob Roy with Roy Clark or hailing a cab for Haley Mills or...dang, I had another one, but it slipped my mind. But anyway my recent appointment has made me the toast-of-the-town in a town where toasting is not an activity to be taken lightly. It seems like just days ago I was living in the boiler room at the Moose Lodge. Now I'm living in the laundry room of a swell apartment building. Things just always seem to work out good for me. Who knows, someday I might own a bait shop or become a camp host! Oh yeah...now I remember, or like tossing a beach ball with Lucille Ball.
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