I MISS THEM SO BAD - PHENOMENAL KIDS
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After Mister Smee's release from the Containment Facility, will said confinee be returned to his mobile home lodging facility in Scotland County , fish for carp and catfish from the banks of the Tar River, later selling the bottom dwellers as some kind of European delicacy , or perhaps Mister Smee will return to the streets of Greenville and resume as owner slash operator of Mister Smee's Latte and Scone Stand, the plywood structure sitting vicariously on the banks of a creek that floods about twice a week, also known by professional Geographers as a flood zone, causing the soaked from floor to knee patrons to be more confused than a twelve titted goat in a four tit stall.
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Speakin' of goats , I'm humbly hoping Jim Boeheim puckers up and kisses one of 'em's asses.
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GSO
That last U-Tub video is a repeat of our annual show. seems like Sportnuts enjoyed it.....
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As you can see Mr. Smee is alive and well
As for Swettisgreat.........I know he's around in Russia with Snowden
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When you typed the statement, Governor Purnell, when you typed the demonstrative statement , " as you can see Mr. Smee is alive and well, " are you saying Mister Smee is gallantly employed at Donna's Doe-Nuts, an establishment in Bertie County that sells deer stands and locally grown pecans, walnuts, and a few shipped in peanuts, or perhaps he's still a part time caddy at the Kinston Putt-Putt, or maybe his ingenious invention of shoes made from collards and raw carrots is finally paying dividends.
As far as I know Jungle_Smee, GSO, is a non qualifier for that GOLD place in Suddern Pines, but they told him if he can get some things straight they'd hold a Jay'Oh Bee for him until May.... Not sure if that'll happen.
The odds in Mister Smee searching a Jay'OhBee are approximately the same as Jennifer Aniston asking your permission to unzip your zipper while waiting in line at the ABC Likker Store.
Ima thanking Mr. Smee got scurd of some of them Scotties as he did pick on them so much. Just wondering what durn city he's from
Word on the street says he's hangin' out in some joint called Hoe House Of MIdgets. I'm not quite sure if a requirement for admission is to be one that is vertically impaired or if the staff is a bunch of midgets. The dude that told me said it was in the middle of a mangrove forest out in the middle of a swamp, but I failed to inquire concerning Mister Smee's current lodging situation, nor was inquiry inquired concerning the rules, regulations, and payment transfer situation concerning said establishment.
GSO
At about 2:45am 3/14/2017 I was dreaming of Mr. Smee walking down Vegas Avenue holding hands in the rain with a Red Dress chick, red umbrella, High Staledoes and a pimping bublicious arse. I had to rub my eyes when I woke up. Aint no way Mr. Smee could possibly snatch up such a broad that looks like Shakira. At least not in my Latin living time frame.
When I woke up GSO, I come to realize as I looked at the floor that I was standing on North Kakilacki ground, NOT SIN CITY
Aint no way my baby found a replacement.........Not my shorty
IT WAS JUST A DREAM
At about 2:45am 3/14/2017 I was dreaming of Mr. Smee walking down Vegas Avenue holding hands in the rain with a Red Dress chick, red umbrella, High Staledoes and a pimping bublicious arse. I had to rub my eyes when I woke up. Aint no way Mr. Smee could possibly snatch up such a broad that looks like Shakira. At least not in my Latin living time frame.
When I woke up GSO, I come to realize as I looked at the floor that I was standing on North Kakilacki ground, NOT SIN CITY
Aint no way my baby found a replacement.........Not my shorty
IT WAS JUST A DREAM
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CT
Sir, I do not see Scotland County on here. I do see the yardbirds farm in 2nd place though
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Mister Smee stolled down the Vegas boulevard, his hair matted down with a handful of lard
Half drunk and lookin' for a fight
He'd met a lady with a red umbrella claiming she'd love to fall for a hillbilly feller
Said her name was Carol White
Claimed she owned an *** Kickin' School strictly complying with all the regulations and rules
MIster Smee took another drank of gin.
" I ain't interested in all them damn rules, ditto the regulations, same for the fancy red shoes.
As the likker cascaded down his unshaven chin.
" The mainstream ain't my M.O. or motif ", proudly flashing his remaining two or three teeth.
The love birds appeared so in sync
MIster Smee swore to never roam as they got all cozied up in a Fleetwood mobile home
Promising never again to drink.
They were stuck together like Amazon starvin' leaches , spending time at LaTeDa beaches
Eating herbs and cold ice cream
The last I heard they lived by the sea, having a daughter, Nancy, and a son named C.T..
This was the end of the Governor's psychedelic dream.
On behalf of my mentor $¢##############to all of u. Except Mr diddy. PS swallow a gold fish ct