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Tue, Aug. 16th, 2005, 02:02 pm
A Sesame Street dancing letter killed my dad.

Thu, Aug. 18th, 2005 10:32 pm (UTC)

It was a dark and stormy night. BJWIII was driving home through the ghetto looking for maxipads for his step-daughter. Alas, he was running low on fuel and stopped at a gas station in the bad part of town. The letter D came waltzing up to him. "Gimme your cash or the girl in the backseat!"

"Hmmmm," thought BJWIII. "Okay, take the girl."

"Wrong answer!" screamed the letter D before it smashed BJWIII on the head with an X and killed him Duh-ED. DED.