Happy Birthday, Elaine. I think. I left my birthday list in myother pants, 7000 miles away.
Why is it every time the dog is in the picture,
she's sniffing my crotch?
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- DID SOMEONE HAVE A BIRTHDAY?
- SOMETHING'S BURNING IN DOHA
- I COULD NEVER AFFORD TO SEE THIS IN THE USA
- HANGIN' WITH KEVIN JAMES, SORT OF
- WE'RE JUST LIKE ATHELETS, ONLY SLOWER
- THIS EXPLAINS ALOT
- HE FALLS OVER WHEN THE WIND BLOWS
- NEW SECURITY VEHICLES
- WHAT'S NEXT?
- TAKING TO THE SKYS
- DINNER AND A SHOW
- HELLO SIR. ARE YOU WEARING A CUP?
- THE FIRST OF MANY
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