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Conjugation
Conjugate a noun, then leave a noun for others to conjugate.
I'm a liberal; you're a left wingnut; he's a pinko commie. conservative
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
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I'm a conservative; you're a South Park libertarian; he's a fire-and-brimstone fundie.
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I'm a philanderer, you're promiscuous, he's a cheating effing ho.
politician
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Join Date: Feb 2007
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^ beat me to it!
I was trying too hard anyway -_- |
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meretricious dilettante
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I'm a politician; you're a baby-kisser; he's a whore to the masses.
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I'm an employer, you're a slave-driver, he's Wal-Mart.
national leader
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Join Date: Feb 2007
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He's a national leader; she's a philanderer; they're all the same.
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Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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I'm a stripper, you're a liver-with, he's a painter.
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