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Notice the pickle on the far right.
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time to show this pussy my gun
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thats hapen when napoleon dynamite don dance never again¡¡¡¡¡
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They cooked the gourds and ate them with a dry harissa relish from Juliet Mae Spices. It was the cats choice.
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They feasted on the gourds prepared with a dry harissa rub by Juliet Mae Spices. It was Mr. Jingles choice.
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poor kitty
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Fuck with me...I dare you.
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I shoot people, sometimes for money, sometimes for nothing
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How to smuggle in pumpkins using only a cat
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Curiousity killed the cat..
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the cat is photoshopped in, if you look at the tail and the position of the feet its all wrong, but what's with the gourd hunter anyway?
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"MA! Where's the gun?! Those damn neighbors are after my squash AGAIN!!!"
Talking to the squash "They'll never hurt you again." Then the picture was taken.... true story. =D
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Cat caught smuggling fruit and veg through customs - full cavity search confirms worst suspicions.
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Do it Yourself: animal enima using common household items.
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I want that shirt!
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The cucumber doesnt match...
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bend over kitty, this might hurt
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Stewart only had room for one more picture on his camera, so he decided to make it a good one
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Thankfully, Rufus had his shotgun handy, to save himself from the terrifying gourds of doom.
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He is sure MacGyvers brother that is making an atom bomb out of those fruits
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