Meanwhile the delagation to Los Angeles begun digging in 1968 but got side tracked by the disco movement around 1972
andrenamed themselves the Village People. So the tunnel was never finished until a group of new hippies read about the great
movement in 1983 and decided to give it a try to complete the unfinished tunnel from Los Angeles to San Francisco. The tunnel
from Seattle to SF was completed in 1978 but was abandoned in it's efforts to smuggle fertilizer and began to import hand
carved toilet paper holders since the tourist trade was bigger than the grass market in '78.

Well the new breed of hippies had nothing against modern tools, since they figured whatever worked was were it was at,
and they almost completed the tunnel in 1989 when the son of famous hippie Haze; Haze jr. decided it was his honor to knock
down the last wall by use of a bean fart. So the night before he ate more than his share of beans and put a cork in his butt
to subdue the tremendous fart that was growing inside him. The next morning he awoke at 9:30 in the customary hippie tradition
and proceeded to the blasting site which was directly underneath the SF bay area waterfront village. With the cork in his
butt, walking was slow for Haze jr. and he didn't arrive at the scene until 4:45 pm. Using a complex device consisting of a
cork¨screw and a fish string looped through a hole in the wall, the other hippies were able to pull out the cork from a safe
distance away. They began to tug, and tug, but the cork had gotten pretty wedged in there during all that walking in the
tunnel. So with a last powerful compression of his abdomen muscles he shot the cork from his analway and that was the fatal
fart that started the SAN FRANCISCO EARTHQUAKE OF 1989 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

POLITICS ARE POLICE-TRICKS by shakespeare robi

I PREFER THE SENSATION OF MARIJUANA TO THE FEELING OF DRUNKENESS. I RATHER TO BAPTISE IN PURE WATER OF PISS THAN DRINK FROM
THE GOVERNMENTS CUP. I RATHER EAT NO MEAT FOR IT IS AN ACT OF VIOLENCE THAT KILLS THE ANIMAL AND NO VIOLENCE INTERESTS ME.
ONCE A MAN ,TWICE A CHILD, BORN HELPLESS YOU DIE HELPLESS. WHAT YOU DID IN BETWEEN MAKES YOU THE MAN.
THE LATE GREAT PLANET EARTH, 12 SIGNS OF THE ZODIAC, 12 BROTHERS OF ISRAEL, THE CYCLE OF LIFE IS NOT YET BORN, YET SOME THINK
OUR TIME IS OVER. WE HAVE COME SO FAR YET THERE IS STILL MORE LEFT. ROME CONTROLS THE WORLD TODAY, THEY EVEN HAVE THEIR OWN
HOLY ARMY. TOMMORROW THERE WILL BE SOME NEW RELIGION. EVERYTHING CHANGES, EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME.

WHEN I SAY GOATSHIT I DON'T MEAN WHAT YOU THINK. WHEN I SAY GOATSHIT I MEAN REALLY GOOD SLPEEF. STRONG HERB. AND YOU THINKIN I
SPEAK VULGAR. ALL OF THE READIN I DO, I GET THE MOST PLEASURE OUT OF WHAT INTERESTS ME.
SOME DAYS I CANNOT READ SO GOOD AND I FALL ASLEEP. I ASKED YOU WHY YOU TRIP. YOU SAY IT MAKES YOU INVISIBLE. VERSION BECAME
DUB. X-RAY MUSIC TALK IT OUT LOUD AND DON'T EVER HOSE. YOU TRY, YOU TRY, YOU TEARS FOR FEARS, TO MAKE PEOPLE STAND UP AND
SHOUT ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS, BUT YOU CAN'T TELL THEM, YOU GOT TO FEEL IT TO DO IT.
AGUSTUS PABLO WHERE ARE YOU NOW, COME BLOW YOUR HORN THE SHEEP IS A COW. SCIENTIST MIX ME UP NOW SHOCK ME DOWN.
THE BATTLE FOR JUSTICE >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
MY HAIR IS GROWIN LONG *****************************************************************************************
....................................................................................................MY SPAM IS GROOVIN MUSHY

ZOO LIFEby BEAR NAKED

IT WAS ONE OF THOSE DAYS WHEN YOU DIDN'T KNOW IF YOU WERE COMING OR IF YOU WERE GOING OR IF YOU WERE SOMEWHERE IN
BETWEEN. I CLOSED MY EYES AND I GOT SCARED SO I OPENED THEM AND I SAW THE WHOLE WORLD EXPLODE. THIS HURT SO I DECIDED TO
DEDICATE MY LIFE TO SAVING THE DROWNING LIONS FROM THE DEPTHS OF ELEPHANT DESTRUCTION. I FORCED MY WAY THROUGH THE CROWD AND
CAME UPON A PIGEON THAT TRANSFORMED ME INTO A LION MYSELF. ALL OF A SUDDEN I WAS DROWNING IN THE MASS IN CHURCH AND MY POOR
PAWS WERE GETTING SOAKED. SO WHAT! I KNOW WATER CANT HURT YOU UNLESS YOU DRINK FREEKDONIA WATER AND THEN, BOY ARE YOU IN FOR
A HELL OF A NIGHT. THE ONLY THING I FEAR IS BECOMING ONE OF THEM SINCE I ALREADY LOOK LIKE THEM. IF ONLY THEY HAD SOME
COURAGE. I DECIDED THAT INSTEAD OF SITTING THERE LIKE A FOOL I HAD TO RELIEVE MYSELF FROM THIS OH SO BORING LIFESTYLE AND
FIND SOME REAL ANIMALS THAT WERE NOT ABOUT TO BE MANIPULATED BY A BUNCH OF MEASLY ELEPHANTS. AT THAT SECOND I REALIZED WHAT A
MESSY ROOM I HAD BEEN SITTING IN AND I ALMOST REGURGITATED MY WHOLE STORY ABOUT WHY THIS LIONS DEN HAD TO BE RENOVATED.
INSTEAD I DECIDED TO LEAVE THIS PLACE FOREVER AND TO NEVER COME BACK. I WOULD RATHER BE WITH A BUNCH OF CHIMPANZEES THAN TO
SIT AROUND LIKE A BUMMED BRONTOSAURUS COMPLAINING THAT MY BREED HAS BECOME EXTINCT

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