Gary...Garygarygary.
Gary.
Gary?
A-farley, Farley, Farley, Farley, A-faaaarrlaayy!
*fires a shot into the air*
Hfurhrmrgurny
shoots to the side
Thwump!!
Waits in a dark corner of the common room with a sniper rifle for Gary to wander by.
Xabulba wrote: Waits in a dark corner of the common room with a sniper rifle for Gary to wander by. Garrry!!
Gary 42 wrote: Xabulba wrote: Waits in a dark corner of the common room with a sniper rifle for Gary to wander by. Garrry!! Pulls the trigger and one less Garry.
Thank god. I hate those Garrys.
Freehold DM wrote: Thank god. I hate those Garrys. Exactly. They're in league with the Communists. ;)
Did anyone else notice the frozen Gary in the alien mothership?
Xabulba wrote: Did anyone else notice the frozen Gary in the alien mothership? Yeah, I thought he was just going on vacation or something.
The life span of a Gary Clone is only 40 years. TLW arrives sometime in 2277...
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I mean... Gary.
Gary? Hellooooo......Gary?
YO, GARY!
What I say to you, I say to you all:
Teter not, lest ye be Tetered.
Hmmmm......girl phoning. I wonder what a naked girl sounds like?
I'm the only Gary that matters. The rest of you are cheap knockoffs.
Garydee wrote: I'm the only Gary that matters. The rest of you are cheap knockoffs. Knocks on wood.
Garydee wrote: I'm the only Gary that matters. The rest of you are cheap knockoffs. Is there an echo in here? I just said that just the other day.
Freehold DM wrote: Garydee wrote: I'm the only Gary that matters. The rest of you are cheap knockoffs. Is there an echo in here? I just said that just the other day. Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Gary 43 wrote: Gary? Yes?
*closes the curtain over the Echo Machine*
No, you saw nothing.
nothing....
nothing....
Gary. Gary.
Gary. Gary. Gary.
Gary. Gary. Gary. Gary.
Man Over Loudspeaker: Paging Gary 43. Please come to window #2, your medication is ready.
GARY!
runs to Window #2
Cuchulainn wrote: A-farley, Farley, Farley, Farley, A-faaaarrlaayy!
*fires a shot into the air*
Chip, chip, chip, chip, chip, Nanny!
*fires a shot into the air*
Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
(Let's go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back!
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I mean...umm...
Gary.
I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us
G-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g
Gary
Yeah!

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BEARDED GARY!
Well, I've got some stubble....I wouldn't call it a beard exactly, though..
Gary 43 wrote: Hmmmm......girl phoning. I wonder what a naked girl sounds like? That explains why your mother won't let you have a credit card for yourself. Me, on the other hand ... I'll let you do it for free.
Rear Admiral Bÿrdtúrgler wrote: Gary 43 wrote: Hmmmm......girl phoning. I wonder what a naked girl sounds like? That explains why your mother won't let you have a credit card for yourself. Me, on the other hand ... I'll let you do it for free. giggity.
I'm talkin pedicure on our toes toes
Tryin on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin' up our phones phones
Drop top and playin' our favorite CD's
Goin up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit tipsy
Gary!
I forgot to take my multivitamin yesterday.
GARY!
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