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Posted by grampa in random shit, the real shit (Monday April 21, 2008 at 6:41 am)

Last night, I met a midget. With rickets.

I have the best life ever.

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4 comments for Man, I Can’t Make This Shit Up »

A midget with rickets?
Did you fidget and kick it?
A show of digits for those who would dick it.
Just pick it and prick it and then quickly pitch it.
For midgets with rickets spoil if one doesn’t fridge it.

Comment by Yow in the Cat — Wednesday.April.23.2008 @ 7:45 am

That’s impressive, but I got you beat. Hillary Fucking Clinton has been calling my house 23 fucking times a fucking day for a fucking week…
I would prefer it to be a fucking rickety midget.

Comment by One Wink — Wednesday.April.23.2008 @ 11:13 am

pics or it didn’t happen.
the word of a former junkie and criminal doesn’t cut it.

Comment by aa — Thursday.April.24.2008 @ 9:23 am

Hey, isn’t that the thing that’s related to chicken pox?

Oh, wait, that’s shingles.

Ok, I don’t know wtf rickets is. This is why I was never a premed.

Comment by teahouseblossom — Tuesday.May.27.2008 @ 9:05 pm