For this reason, you should appoint a deputy administrator because you're so slovenly.
If you were of any other name, it would be Slovenly McSlovenslov. You'd be a dirty immigrant from Russia, his proud family name of Slovaslov bastardized to McSlovenslov because it sounded more American.
Now, you sit, drinking vodka and scratching your sac, too depressed to get a job, but desperately poor and starving. Soon, you will die and someone will take over your boards anyways, so...
Where was I going with this?
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Trillee stopped beating up furries long enough to write:
NEVAH!
You'll sing a different tune for a bit of this special Cap'n Parcelan's Spiced Rum.
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King Parcelan was listening to Cher while typing:
Cap'n Parcelan's Spiced Rum.
Hey, uh, can I get some of that shit?
Im Rick James, bitch!!!!
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Nobody really understood why Agent Shadow wrote:
Hey, uh, can I get some of that shit?
Nay. For unless ye be a member of my secret boozing society, ye shall be deprived of all my alcohol.
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This one time, at King Parcelan camp:
Nay. For unless ye be a member of my secret boozing society, ye shall be deprived of all my alcohol.
Im going to go with the words Fuck, and Damnit on this one.
Im Rick James, bitch!!!!
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ACES! Another post by King Parcelan:
You'll sing a different tune for a bit of this special Cap'n Parcelan's Spiced Rum.
*reads her contract*
Dammit..
Da!! 
