That song is so strange o.o
Eowyn's shield shattered beneath the mace of kings of kings of rings. She almost died Her arm black with the taint and curse of evil The hands of a king are the hands of a healer (SPOILER)Where have all the cowboys gone?
That, my friend, is EXACTLY who we're talkin' about! (SPOILER)Well I'd say talk to Deadpool, except he's never on, so uh...I declare you a knightess!
Wait- Are we talking about Hooloovoo? (SPOILER)Dear me, I hope! I hope! I HOPE! Also, Spoiler2How can I become a knightess, yo?
Don't know what to say 'cause I don't know this song, but I'll just go ahead and make something up. Let's pretend to make some apple pie as the neighbors watch and wonder why! Why we're making pie in the middle of the night, why we're staring at each other with this look: It's all a facade to make ourselves look great in the eyes of the wooooooooooooooooooorld. (SPOILER)Totally made this up off the top of my head
Love, life, I propose an open confessional- Better yet, a dashboard confessional. Just like a beat up truck. One headlight. Come on, try a little Nothing is forever There's got to be something better than in the middle But me & Cinderella We put it all together We can drive it home With one headlight (SPOILER)Floor's all yours.
Okies, I'll remember that! (SPOILER)One time, there was a moose, and he sneezed while he was driving...he didn't make it...there was snot all over the windshield and he crashed into a cheerios truck...He was forced to eat all the cheerios and milk, and he exploded from eating so much.
Music makes me lose control. There are two times when you have no control over your body. One is when you sneeze or are having a sneeze attack. (SPOILER)Don't sneeze and drive.
Yeah, I am really small and yeah, people have called me shorty...and hobbitt, and munchkin, and little one, and lepruchaun...but it's okay! I like those names ^^ (SPOILER)I don't pick tomatoes...I pick topatoes!
So, you're reall small, eh? Do people ever call you "Shorty" and make fun of you? (SPOILER)I'm sure you're always looking for a good excuse to to the sixstep on some Six Foot dude's face. My grandma was 4'10" She didn't break. She picked tomatoes. Uh, happy ones.
