96 renames my sister's comedian. current name is pibbles

96 renames my sister's comedian. current name is pibbles

It looks funny.
What are you, some kind of chameleon?

That was funny. And I hate myself for laughing.

>2016
>samefagging this hard

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Rolling for pickles

re roll

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Rolling for asbieug

Rere roll

poobles

iguana

Cummy McCum Face

Rolling for comedian

Name him "that" so when he gets lost u say lol where did that go

Espresso.

Rolling for Faggot

Reroll

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Energy Energon

Roll

Rollan for tiny tim

Adolf Hitler Jr.

Name that shit Mark Wahlburg

limp dick

Steve buschemi.

To be or not to be-that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep-
No more-and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to-'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-
To sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, [F: poor]
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay, [F: disprized]
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, [F: these Fardels]
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment, [F: pith]
With this regard their currents turn awry, [F: away]
And lose the name of action.-Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia.-Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered.

Dick Faggitsin

Rolling for name.

Dick Lottatang

Knock Knock!!
Who's there?
Iguana!
Iguana Who?

Iguana touch your buttcrack!

Q: Why did the chameleon jump in the blender?
A: To blend in.

Amblyopia

Little Iggy

Cumstain McGee

Nipplecake

Mitch Hedberg

Nickelback

Bastard

Salty Balls

Old Turd

Rallin

Slimey Poop

dat boi

cursed turd

Mah Boi

reroll

Filthy Fred

Mommy

Momma

Little Vagina

Nicolas cage