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Octopussed

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 Jun 2003 · Edited 28 Jul 2003 · 7 comments

This friend of mine likes to swim. So does his mother. My friend enjoys fishing at the pier too. Yesterday, he brought home a very large mollusk, and put it into his backyard swimming-pool. My friend is not that 'all together bright'. His mother was a night swimmer. She died of a heart attack. His father died of a pill overdose the next day. My friend shot himself in the heart with a 22 cal. The bullet ricochet'd and killed the pool boy. The Octopus died of chlorine poisioning. All in a day & night. My other friend, told me about it. I kept thinking... What a horrible way for that poor octopus to die.

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[n/a] INTRANSIT 18-Jun-03/6:36 PM Reply
The ant that walks up to your shoe, climbs on, and weighs like a beer keg dropped on your foot!
[8] DreamerSupreme 28-Jul-03/4:37 PM Reply
want some calamari with that tartar sauce? ;x 8.
[8] <~> 28-Jul-03/5:31 PM Reply
8, for the legs now floating, dead.
[7] abecedarian 28-Jul-03/6:44 PM Reply
I've seen several animals get the axe recently: a roach, a fox, and now an octopus. Fry them all up, I say, and lets have one last giant barbeque.
[8] http://mulberryfairy 28-Jul-03/7:42 PM Reply
My heart goes out to that innocent octopus. Nice storytelling.
[8] richa 29-Jul-03/9:18 AM Reply
smart, well sewn
[6] darylchew 28-Aug-04/11:28 AM Reply
its funny.