Operation Benevolent Cheesecake
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Weasel: Yes, let the key of g rip | Weasel: Yes, let the key of g rip | ||
Sable: Oh, I get it, a one, two, a one two three | Sable: Oh, I get it, a one, two, a one two three | ||
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Together: | Together: | ||
How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
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How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
I do hope that ass is for sale | I do hope that ass is for sale | ||
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We've made the long trip to Alberta | We've made the long trip to Alberta | ||
And left our poor friends all alone | And left our poor friends all alone | ||
If we have you we won't be lonesome | If we have you we won't be lonesome | ||
For we'd sure give you a good bone | For we'd sure give you a good bone | ||
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How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
The one with the hips like a whale | The one with the hips like a whale | ||
How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
I do hope that ass is for sale | I do hope that ass is for sale | ||
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I read in the paper there are harlots | I read in the paper there are harlots | ||
With boobies that dance in the dark | With boobies that dance in the dark | ||
My sword needs a sheathe to protect it | My sword needs a sheathe to protect it | ||
And we sure could use a nice fark | And we sure could use a nice fark | ||
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How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
The one with the hips like a whale | The one with the hips like a whale | ||
How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
I do hope that ass is for sale | I do hope that ass is for sale | ||
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I don't want a crackhead or groupie | I don't want a crackhead or groupie | ||
I'm fresh out of usable socks | I'm fresh out of usable socks | ||
I don't want an inflatable dummy | I don't want an inflatable dummy | ||
I just want a whore that sucks cocks | I just want a whore that sucks cocks | ||
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How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
The one with the hips like a whale | The one with the hips like a whale | ||
How much is that whore in the window | How much is that whore in the window | ||
I do hope that ass is for sale | I do hope that ass is for sale | ||
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Lutra: Think that distracted her? | Lutra: Think that distracted her? | ||
Sable: We better get out of here | Sable: We better get out of here | ||
Revision as of 02:57, 10 August 2006
Contents |
Overview
On August 9th, 2006 Operation Benevolent Cheesecake was launched by Sable, Marten, Lutra & Weasel retrieving the Asshuggers of Alberta from Megganlomaniac (target indentification: Bountiful Dessert) on her birthday.
Summary
TF Panty Raid Birthday Edition - Part 1
Marten: Well, there are two types of men in this world, those on the correct side of the window and those who aren't.
We are most certainly the later
Lutra: What about going through the window?
Sable: Exactly, and what is this arbitrary false dichotomy we're working our way into?
Lutra: Some people don't even have windows
Sable: Well, I suppose so long as you can discern the existence of one window...
Lutra: But then how do you go about drawing sides? Tell me that, think you're so smart
Sable: It's a planer figure in a world off three spatial dimensions, of course it draws sides
Lutra: A window doesn't have infinitesimal thickness, and neither do we, even if it did there is a coplanar possibility
Sable: Fine, but a planar window...
Lutra: Assuming it's existence
Sable: Assuming a planar window exists in our infinite three dimensional space than there is a trichotomy of position
present where the chances of starting randomly on one side or the other is 50% and the chance of existing on the
same plane as the window is close enough to zero to make no odds
Lutra: That still doesn't solve which side is correct, nor account for circular windows
Sable: Where is Marten?
Lutra: He seems to have left to go look through the window
Sable: Oh, we should join him
TF Panty Raid Birthday Edition - Part 2
Lutra: OOOoo, OOOoo, he gave us the signal
Weasel: In the key of g then
Lutra: The key of G?
Weasel: Yes, let the key of g rip
Sable: Oh, I get it, a one, two, a one two three
-
Together:
How much is that whore in the window
The one with the hips like a whale
How much is that whore in the window
I do hope that ass is for sale
-
We've made the long trip to Alberta
And left our poor friends all alone
If we have you we won't be lonesome
For we'd sure give you a good bone
-
How much is that whore in the window
The one with the hips like a whale
How much is that whore in the window
I do hope that ass is for sale
-
I read in the paper there are harlots
With boobies that dance in the dark
My sword needs a sheathe to protect it
And we sure could use a nice fark
-
How much is that whore in the window
The one with the hips like a whale
How much is that whore in the window
I do hope that ass is for sale
-
I don't want a crackhead or groupie
I'm fresh out of usable socks
I don't want an inflatable dummy
I just want a whore that sucks cocks
-
How much is that whore in the window
The one with the hips like a whale
How much is that whore in the window
I do hope that ass is for sale
-
Lutra: Think that distracted her?
Sable: We better get out of here
TF Panty Raid Birthday Edition - Part 3
Marten: Great job you guys, I have them, we can go Sable: Wait a second, how did you get in? Marten: It's amazing what you can do with an electronic brain and a Brownian motion producer Lutra: A what and what? Marten: A laptop and a cup of coffee, both things I happened to have about Lutra: You still didn't answer the question Marten: Well, I got to figuring if you could jump a hostess' clothing a foot to the left Sable: ...that you could jump a pair of panties a least a good yard Marten: Exactly Sable: I thought reputable physicists didn't get invited to those sort of parties Marten: I'm not exactly a reputable physicist Lutra: I'm still lost Sable: Finite improbability, need to catch up on your reading Lutra: Any chance you could get me through the wall? Marten: I'd need a bigger cup of coffee
