Why The Cavemen Don't Like Me.
There I was having a Part with some cavemen and women twelve of them in fact.
There was also a monkey who was a DJ.
As a matter of fact, it was a good party apart from the fact that the cave people were a bit too hardcore clubbers.
Anyway the cave men had a box of priceless Caveman biscuits, these biscuits were the tastiest and so tasty that they were passed down the years as a family heirloom for 400 years. And only one biscuit is allowed to be eaten every time a baby is born.
Of Course I scoffed the lot.
Well, they were on display right next to the buffet.
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was posted on May 15, 2010 by
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