If the Rally Crede were really a Soxtalk member, he would have 1,000,000 posts, and none of them would be spam.

If the Rally Crede were really a Soxtalk member, he would have 1,000,000 posts, and none of them would be spam.

Only you would come up with that, spammer.

 

The Rally Crede once ate an entire cake at a bachelor party before we could tell him there was a stripper inside!

The Rally Crede once ate an entire cake at a bachelor party before we could tell him there was a stripper inside!

 

And then the Rally Crede crapped her out whole, without pinching it off.

And then the Rally Crede crapped her out whole, without pinching it off.

 

And what a BEAUTIFUL turd she was.

Edited October 19, 200520 yr by kapkomet

And then the Rally Crede crapped her out whole, without pinching it off.

 

The Rally Crede's poop is the official currency of Argentina

Edited October 19, 200520 yr by RibbieRubarb

Rally Crede farts Chanel No. 5.

The Rally Crede's family crest is a picture of a barracuda eating Neil Armstrong.

I once saw the Rally Crede scissor kick Angela Lansbury.

The Rally Crede knows how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop, but he ain't telling.

 

 

The Rally Crede is a Texan.

The Rally Crede has a human skull as its belt buckle.

When God makes love, he cries out "Oh, My Rally Crede!"

The Rally Crede drove a busload of nuns to a Chippendales show, and they loved it!

Edited October 19, 200520 yr by knightni

The Rally Crede made the Eiffel Tower out of bronze and iron!

The Rally Crede invented ice cream, rock and roll, and flavored condoms.

The Rally Crede isn't interested in Sex, Lies, or Politics.

The Rally Crede put the smile on the Mona Lisa's face.

I hear the Rally Crede choked Linda Lovelace

The Rally Crede isn't interested in Sex, Lies, or Politics.

 

Not true.

The Rally Crede invented a perpetual motion machine. But he's not telling how he did it.

The Rally Crede went back in time and had sex with Joe Crede's mother.

The Rally Crede knows how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop, but he ain't telling.

The Rally Crede is a Texan.

 

And not one of those fake Texans who just moved down there. He was born on the Brazos.

The Rally Crede built the Pyramids and Stonehenge.

 

He knows what happened to Mike and Carol's first spouses.

 

The Rally Crede *has* found what he's looking for.

The Rally Crede wrote the great American novel.

The Rally Crede cuts down trees, he eats his lunch, he goes to the lavatory. On Wednesdays he goes shopping, and has buttered scones for tea.