Why don't you just make your teeth out of sugar and cut out the middleman? :rolleyes2
Points. Did I just say that out loud? Uh... *points* There.
Hose Anna N. Kanchelskis.
Panic at the Funkatron!
We are only ever given three options in life. A lucky few are able to choose none.
Carpenters know all about building.
Everyone in here needs to stop being so profound and get down to the important business of scrubbing their floors.
Valley Girl Drama Queen: Oh my god, like, I feel like I could just, like, throw up. Valley Girl Drama Queen gestures into her mouth as if to induce vomiting. oddler: I don't know what you're talking about. Valley Girl Drama Queen: What? Didn't you, like, see what Rantzien did, like, last night?! oddler: My binoculars aren't that great, so no. Valley Girl Drama Queen: Well, that's cool because I'm really Rantzien, anyway. Trick question, Moses. oddler: Don't call me Moses, please. Rantzien: Arshkabalzk? oddler: Yeah, that works. Or maybe Rantzien! Rantzien: Sweet. Rantzien: Alright. Rantzien and Rantzien exit like Dig Papa.
His brain turned so fast the rest of his body couldn't keep up, and he fell uselessly into a cement mixer.
Find all the Ss. Essez.
