Full moons make me barf negativity at unsuspecting equestrians. The squamks make so much barf fly it’s like a mister ed bar fly. At the end of it all I just end up horse. Or manure waiting for the worms. Stupid moon. Making me worm filled
Snaps, Jim Dalling! Snaps for your moon to manure freestyle! I don't think you're blocked! You're letting her rip, my friend! Git outta the wayyyyy! Jim's gonna blowwww!
Agree, Hamlet, on the skull! It was a weird school pretending to be normo! The brain, I can't vouch for. It wasn't a family member's brain. In the 80s, I guess people were a little more freewheelin with the body parts. Everything was a step away from becoming Weekend at Bernie's.
Full moons make me barf negativity at unsuspecting equestrians. The squamks make so much barf fly it’s like a mister ed bar fly. At the end of it all I just end up horse. Or manure waiting for the worms. Stupid moon. Making me worm filled
Time to call the vet.
Snaps, Jim Dalling! Snaps for your moon to manure freestyle! I don't think you're blocked! You're letting her rip, my friend! Git outta the wayyyyy! Jim's gonna blowwww!
Hahaha. Moon. Butt.
Your high school was scary. Why did your English teacher have a brain? Why not just a skull like Hamlet? More dignified.
Agree, Hamlet, on the skull! It was a weird school pretending to be normo! The brain, I can't vouch for. It wasn't a family member's brain. In the 80s, I guess people were a little more freewheelin with the body parts. Everything was a step away from becoming Weekend at Bernie's.