The Cellar: The Nexus Of The Crisis And The Origin Of Storms

The Cellar: Who's Yer Daddy? Yes I Am.

The Cellar: WEER IN UR 'PUTER - REEDN YER P0RN

The Cellar: Pick our brains and we'll pick your nose.

the cellar: free beer today!

the cellar: now with 50% less moderation

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the cellar: frost brewed and refreshing

the cellar: now free from radon and centipede colonies

the cellar: we're rubbing our dirty ass on your new carpet

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the cellar: the front page of the internet since 1990

the cellar: the answers are printed upside down at the bottom of the quiz

the cellar: dammit, Jim! I'm a doctor, not a tagline writer!

The Cellar: speak now, or forever hold your peace.

The Cellar: Speak now or forever hold your piece.

The Cellar: It kinda works.

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The Cellar: We're just as wrong but more convincing.

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The Cellar: If you can read this, your filter is set too low.

The Cellar: We've seen C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate.

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*stalking*

The Cellar: No genetically modified ingredients.

The Cellar: Wears white to weddings, red to funerals, and orange to St. Patricks Day parades.

The Cellar: We've opened the tard gates. Come on in.