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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 12, 2003 13:16:02 GMT -5
Yeah, it can get pretty wierd in here! Sigmund pediatry looks to Corben for the Godwinson Cheese of the Wingate Tree. Often, the mad-rabid rundlebunz calls upon hidden clones of the great stir-fry king John of the Grotencamby league for a free meal of elvis-impersonator toe-fungus. But oft, in the light of the pale moon, one may find thyself looking to the rotten apple core for a picture of tenacious O'Neal.
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Post by D341Yakumo on Nov 12, 2003 19:30:15 GMT -5
biscuit ranch is on the way to 3.5 selective so stop by and say "can I have some pork with that?" but dont be startled when a wacky murderdoll eats!
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 13, 2003 0:49:04 GMT -5
Cow-Pie dispensers often launch flying frappichino lunches into the mouths of small dogs and grandmothers, but only in the presence of a microscopic selphie doll!
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Post by D341Yakumo on Nov 13, 2003 23:08:19 GMT -5
incogneto is a bad thing, so dont listen to that cursed mirror upon the wall, just breathe, kill, and remember: its all in the hips!
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 14, 2003 14:42:27 GMT -5
Turkish onion farmers named barry often yell "Oh Billy!" while jumping off small, multiple-story buildings covered in 80 billion feet of snow while they wear anti-wack rubber pants coated with monkey nasal grease. It's a haught time, but only if you eat year-old jerky out of a mossy tennis ball!
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Post by D341Yakumo on Nov 14, 2003 19:07:34 GMT -5
buckle your face against an open barn door than precede to yelliing 'IM A BOBBY!!!" with much happiness, but beware of the falling leaf that weighs over a billion tons!
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Post by D341AsianChild on Nov 14, 2003 21:07:41 GMT -5
speachless have fun with grandmas in the corner playing hot hot hot rikku video games oh yes I love it HOT LIKE RIKKU'S VIDEOS HHHOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!! OH MY DAVE BIRD yeah right
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 15, 2003 1:34:57 GMT -5
Captain Cork-tornado often asks the man of a morker how to eat the turkish cheese of a rundlebun. Last class or before yesterday for me? I don't believe in dundling!!!
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Post by D341Krillen on Nov 15, 2003 17:46:01 GMT -5
rahmutan, buhrntlar all things of the rpuel donkey.
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 15, 2003 18:38:05 GMT -5
Stick-figures often jump wheels and rolling tubes while farming lettuce shoots from a donkey's underpants. Turkish wheelies must be performed with a load of reconciliation in front of an ambulatory repudiation!
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Post by D341Krillen on Nov 15, 2003 19:26:54 GMT -5
hundle fundlemen always carry our bags or demos with out cheese cakes not always, usually...
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 16, 2003 0:38:07 GMT -5
The Condom King of the castle is a smelly beast that enjoys eating shwack from a can of worms for a dollar twenty-five, but only in the face of Rodleslav and dangerous cork-farming munter-grumpers. Octagon Turkey, the bald-headed beard factory!
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Post by D341Krillen on Nov 16, 2003 22:34:02 GMT -5
blue cheesed cans of rabbits foot, only once in a while can prevent loose Mindyl mouth fungus...
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Post by D341Jerman on Nov 17, 2003 16:55:24 GMT -5
Single footed animals eat celled and jelled torpid underwear from the octagon department for a gasmask and eight gallons of foot-juice. I don't know who invented the godsmack, but my frappichino eats!
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Post by D341Krillen on Nov 18, 2003 15:25:54 GMT -5
randa, cookie, mel and cobble had a foot fu*ck last night while the loose footed romper slapped a monkey in the balls.
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