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he gave up,
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Meanwhile, in Kansas
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Dorothy was dreaming
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of sexy scarecrows.
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And forgetting lions
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were attacking her
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she lit up
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a huuuuuuge doobie!
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and shared it
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with little Toto.
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Who promptly fell
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asleep, and drooling
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scarecrow semen
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licked his lips
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and promptly vomited
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all over Carl's
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favorite shirt! "OH!...
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SHIT! Toto barked
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my bone is
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smoking!. The Scarecrow
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is smoking too!"
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Please give me
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vanilla cookies! Suddenly
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Carl's smelly shirt
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story ended abruptly.
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And a new
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beginning was at
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hand. The very
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next day, Carl
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- remember Carl? - went
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to get another
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smelly shirt, but
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someone shot him.
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In the beginning
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man created god.
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And she said
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What the fuck?
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I've done all
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I can Jim
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"I'm a Doctor,
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dammit, not a
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big wang specialist!"
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Meanwhile, on planet
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Ravolox, the Doctor
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and his assistant
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the saucy Brianna,
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with the oral
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rinse and naked
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bent over the
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desk fashion sense.
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Confusing sentence disregarded,
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because its too
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ridiculous to contemplate
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we begin again.
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so, someone start!
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No way, man.
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Here we go...
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Albert hated shoelaces,
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so, he threw
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a fit when
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