http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/?action=history&feed=atom&title=Look_To_Your_LeftLook To Your Left - Revision history2026-10-03T20:41:33ZRevision history for this page on the wikiMediaWiki 1.15.1http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/?title=Look_To_Your_Left&diff=31764&oldid=prevPlatypus at 22:27, 5 May 20082008-05-05T22:27:20Z<p></p>
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</table>Platypushttp://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/?title=Look_To_Your_Left&diff=31760&oldid=prevJeffthedork at 21:44, 5 May 20082008-05-05T21:44:41Z<p></p>
<p><b>New page</b></p><div>You take a look to your left and see Santa Clause tanning on the beach. He looks strait at you and stands up. His fat jiggles as he stands up and runs (kind of) to the raindeer. He jumps on them and they try to get off the ground. He's so fucking fat that the raindeer almost kill themself getting him off the ground. They can't keep him in the air and he falls right on top of you. You are crushed by the fat basterd.</div>Jeffthedork