Get your ass out of my rum.
Why is Schistosomiasis so fun to say, but such a pain to have?
I got your Grand Bahama, right here!
Eight bucks for a box of cereal? You got a lot of nerve calling this Free Port!
The backhoe contingency necessitates spiritual interpretations any way the wind blows, Herr Scheiss Monster.
Nassau?! Is dat named aftuh da one in New Yawk?
The ocean water is so warm there's no difference when I pee!
If conch fritters rhymed with diarrhea, I could write a poem about this place.
The next one who sings 'Glass bottomed boat, you make the rockin' world go 'round' gets knifed in the gizzard. Don't believe it? Try me!
10 August 2009
Peculiar Statements Made in the Bahamas, Summer 2009
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backhoe contingency,
Bahamas,
conch,
Queen,
Schistosomiasis
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Either the inside of my dick hurts or piss has pain receptors.
Nice try, asswipe, but peeing profundities in the sand don't moisten my Dockers now, do it?
glass bottomed boats, you make the rockin' world go round....
The best thing about flirting is the boners!
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