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Oh freddled gruntbuggly, Thy micturations are to me, As plurdled gabbleblotchits, On a lurgid bee, That mordiously hath blurted out, Its earted jurtles, grumbling Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer. [drowned out by moaning and screaming] Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles, Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts, And living glupules frart and stipulate, Like jowling meated liverslime, Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes, And hooptiously drangle me, With crinkly bindlewurdles,mashurbitries. Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, See if I don't!


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Weaponized lyrics may save us.

    "Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
    Thy micturations are to me
    As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.
    Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes,
    And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
    Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts
    With my blurglecruncheon, see if I don't!"

Tossing wanker slag cheese eating surrender monkey bastards of daft cow arsehole barmy chav dodgy gormless git of a manky mingers. Muppet naff nutter pikey pillock plonker prat scrubber trollops uphill gardener twit knobheads. Piss off you bell end lazy sod skiver knob wazzock ninny berk airy-fairy ankle-biting arse-licker arsemonger chuffers, daft as a bush, dead from the neck up, gannet, gone to the dogs ligger like a dog with two dicks, mad as a bag of ferrets maggots who only bugger plug-ugly mingebags not batting on a full wicket.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.


Shazould jazust shazuse dazubble dazutch.

Spoken like Humpty Dumpty.

My girlfriend and I sometimes start reciting Vogon poetry to one another <_<.

Oh freddled gruntbuggly...


Sure, but what are they gonna do from 23 parsecs? Smurgle at me? I can totally cranch the hempigwarls and they'll never twiggle.

Spa, fon, wankers! I mean, pseudocysts! [wriggles eschaton]


Ludicrous gibs!

Ludicrous Gibs!

also: bah humbug.

This article : utter piffle.

Oh! Titanic Turgid tumblr beastie,

Is it rhyme on which you feastie?

Of doggerel have you had your fill?

Or do you wait for McGonagall?


I believe this is traditionally where the smug LISP weenies descend.

What a hoopy frood you are.

Well I'll be jibbered.

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves...

> blimpy blimpy blimpy, blimpy blimp'y limpy b. blimpy blimpy blimpy limpy b blimp'y blimpy blimpy blimpy blimpy blimpy (limpy b blimp'y blimpy blimpy) blimpy blimpy limpy b blimpy blimpy blimpy blimpy limpy b blimpy blimpy blimpy limpy b limpy b?

Agreed


Bah! Humbug!
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