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1. Joel Bernstein on April 12th, 2011 at 1:10 pm

   Oh think of the pickup lines

2. Deron Bauman on April 12th, 2011 at 2:15 pm

   That’s where that went.

3. Joel Bernstein on April 12th, 2011 at 2:27 pm

   “The 95-year-old Icelander’s pickled penis will be the main attraction in one of his country’s most bizarre museums.”

   I feel like there’s a tongue twister in there…

4. Cindy Scroggins on April 12th, 2011 at 2:32 pm

   Penny Peeper picked a peck of pickled peenies.

5. Phil Bebbington on April 12th, 2011 at 3:01 pm

   This brings to mind one of my favourite punk poets, John Cooper Clarke. I used to know all his lyrics by heart, perhaps I still do.

   The powerful police picked up the pest: pronounced him a poof, a pansy, a punk rocker, a pinko, a poodle poker. they picked him up, pummeled his pelvis, punctured his pipes, played ping-pong with his pubic parts, and packed him in a place of penal putrifaction.

   The Pest.

6. Phil Bebbington on April 12th, 2011 at 3:03 pm

   I can refresh myself for the next Clusterflockstock, perhaps via video link or something!

7. Cindy Scroggins on April 12th, 2011 at 3:04 pm

   poodle poker

8. Phil Bebbington on April 12th, 2011 at 3:11 pm

   I love that expression – love John Cooper Clarke. My Favourite is TWAT!

   Like the shadow of the guillotine
   On a dead consumptive’s face
   Speaking as an outsider
   What do you think of the human race

9. Michael Lang on April 12th, 2011 at 7:58 pm

   Finally.

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