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(FOTO FRIDAY 27) Obi-Wan-Tuary
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FOTO FRIDAY died yesterday
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at the opera.
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onklcrispy was later discovered
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packed into five plastic bags
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in the fat lady's frigidaire
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by Superman, who'd been
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stalking her.
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Before you could say "Skateboard! WTF!"
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he'd rewound time; cutting out the nasty bits
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and invisibly mending, whilst giving her
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a good rodgering as she gushed
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his favourite aria from Obi-Wan-Tuary.
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Under the bed, bloodfetish scribbled
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as another masterpiece reached its climax.
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6 Aug 05

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epitaph, well-
the show must go on.
 — midare

We must ALL honk at the onk.

HONK! HONK!    onk!
 — unknown

http://poetry.t etto.org/forum/read/41804/
 — onklcrispy

Hurrah!
 — unknown

I would return to PC just to read more of your stuff, oh Mister Unknown.
 — unknown

P.S. Long live the Foto Friday.
Did you write Mister Whippy too?
 — unknown

Nice one, unk. Cheers.

Mr W. Yup   :)
 — unknown

I wish I knew who you were, oh writer of Mr. W. and this. I give you ten cents, you unmask yourself?
 — unknown

:)
 — unknown

ok ?
 — unknown

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