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You hear that thunder rumbling in the distance? That is the sound of the coming Drunken SG-1 Snarkpocalypse. How do you know you have a Drunken SG-1 Snarkpocalypse on your hands? Take SG DVDs, Mickey Mouse and a gallon of tequila - shake well in a gaggle of nutters and release upon an unsuspecting world. My predictions of events that will occur between tomorrow and next Monday:
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poohmusings will have to be physically muzzled and put on a leash because of 1) excessive licking and 2) inevitable spazzing in the Pooh Corner Store.
diavestra will spit at anything that comes within 20 feet of her. She will be put on an all solids diet.
nandamai will give Mickey Mouse the finger and may or may not end up in Disneyland jail.
I will hide everyone's socks until they agree to watch Futurama.
andelismor will unfriend us all on Monday.
poohmusings will have to be physically muzzled and put on a leash because of 1) excessive licking and 2) inevitable spazzing in the Pooh Corner Store.diavestra will spit at anything that comes within 20 feet of her. She will be put on an all solids diet.nandamai will give Mickey Mouse the finger and may or may not end up in Disneyland jail.I will hide everyone's socks until they agree to watch Futurama.
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elismor will unfriend us all on Monday.
