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the ultimate battle

by teacup

Member since 2002 · Posted 31 Oct 2002 · 6 comments

fighting struggling gasping I am being smothered. I can't fight back I'm going to be crushed When finally I'm set free I am sorry I angered him so by taking the last piece of pizza.

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[8] Nicholas Jones 1-Nov-02/1:32 AM Reply
I like the fact that the first four lines could be some horrible cliched angsty poem, but then it goes off into comic territory at the end.
[7] Christof 1-Nov-02/2:42 AM Reply
Yes this is pretty funny. Pizza always provokes turf wars
[10] razorgrin 1-Nov-02/6:54 AM Reply
The other day, I grabbed the last of the veggie pizza by ninja-ing past some chick. I thought she was going to slay me.
[8] -=SeTTle=- 1-Nov-02/9:02 PM Reply
You should have told her veggie pizza may make you less fat, but it still makes you fat (fattie).
[10] razorgrin 4-Nov-02/6:51 AM Reply
Actually, I am somewhere between underweight and almost healthy, medically. size 1. you're fat, settle, or should I say: Count Chunkula, Rolls-Royce or Flabar the Elephant King.
[5] Tintagiles › razorgrin 5-Nov-02/11:13 AM Reply
He's definitely fat between the ears, all right. And yes... you're close to medically underweight. I beat you there any day, though.