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| i personally think that buildings should be made of gummi bears and all bugs and insects and creepycrawlythings (that means you, biped) should be stepped on. | |
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| thats so they dont eat our gummibuildings and clouds should all be bright purple and flash messages like "theres some hot lesbian sex right around the corner" and aunt jemima would be real. | |
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| and she would be involved in a four-way marriage with me and mrs. butterworth and the quaker oats guy, who just got out of a longterm relationship with toucan sam, and now the quik bunny is jealous. | |
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| we could all live in a yellow submarine named mr. skunklefuck and it could stick its tongue out like a doggy and fetch balls and eat special snacks just for doggy submarines that make him superstrong. | |
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| Then we could get into all sorts of wacky hijinks and then mr. skunklefuck would piss himself or something and we'd be all like "oh, mr. skunklefuck! youre the best!" | |
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| (my dad is really just a microwave radio antenna) | |
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