They say you don't forget how to ride a bike... You can.
Kangaroos keep the good stuff in that pouch of theirs. Greedy bastards.
PART 3 OF YOUR BED TIME STORY IS IN! One up from the bottom, currently.
I frown upon all men without hats, even the band.
It is a whirlwind of poutine in here.
It is a whirlwind of bananas in here!
Now now, I would have to expel you. Don't make me take back my offer.
Lunar Weaver... I would like you to join my church, as a priest. [BAD JOKE]This way I can profess that there will be no discrimination in my chuch staff choices. I need something to bring in more votes in the coming Godly elections. What could that mean? [/BAD JOKE] No, seriously. You get an official induction letter, join a respectable non-heathen church, and some punch and pie. (Punch and pie sold seperately.)
Those goddamn crows are playing dirty. Hopefully, a band of cows enters at some points and shows them what an animal without the "r" can do.
Part two of the bedtime story is in!
