Well, you see... There was once a brave and hairy troll. He may have only made a hotpocket or two for 8 minutes, but he could juggle like a parking cone depended on it! His horse, Horse, was not a horse, but was in fact a horse. Do you understand? Well, you're mother doesn't either. The color brown is somewhat of an alien in the sense that black keyboards roam the halls and corridors of Ballsweat. It understands, but it doesn't obey, in the same way the Gay today lay in hay on a tuesday. An apple a day keeps the doctor astray due to chemicals in your great grandfather's urethra. One, Two, Tree, Fore, Feyev, Sicks. Chicken dicks and your brother's mix never compare to yesterday's pics. If a badger cleans the house, then what does the house have to drink? It is not a sentence, rather it isn't what you might have thought that it is. Yukitan. That word sucks a lot. Well, do I call it a word, of do I address it as a proper noun? Either way, the Sun and Rob Schnieder use midol in terms of fixings. The green button is nothing to fear after two thirty.
