I could live with watching the simpsons but I couldn't listen to its a small world after all over and over again. At first its cute and your fine but its just keeps going on and on.
That's right, you little smurfer! Always gotta be looking out for number 1. Nobody else will help you! This is a hopeless, desopate, selfish world of cons and filth and sin! Shake hands with your right hand, and keep a knife behind your back. When he turns around, paralyze the sumbitch and take his wallet. Paraplegics get big enough government checks to live fine without you suffering. Dirty bastards ripping off the government. It's what's destroying this country. Better kill him. Stab a flagpole in his back. A new Pelipper has come into town boys and girls. And the blunt means business. (SPOILER)Sorry to be so blunt, but I just can't help myself when everybody wants to do it for me.
Just cuz Owen is kewl like that.
I don't know why people narrow their eyes into little slits. Are they trying to imply that they have become sleepy? Perhaps it is an act of deceit? (SPOILER)De-seat. Dethrone. ANything that knocks you off the toilet is fine with me.
You know the pelippers in my sig are sexy.
That pushed me over the limit, you little bubbly, blue... Mexico Dwelling... Dude. I've made an opponent of the Lady, and I see no reason not to rise up against Goldie's unhealthy obsession with fake birds. Let's create a Pro-Pelipper Crew. (SPOILER)We can call it PPC. But with some hard work, we might manage to get the acronym to PCP.
Your Profile pic is (SPOILER)ROCK ON!!!! YES! I LOVE IT! Let's form a Pelipper Club!
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her. She was the most magnificent girl... ever. I ran up to her and tackled her to the ground. I scratched her behind her ears and rubbed her soft belly and we were all muddy, rolling around in the dirt- it had just finished raining. "Hey girl," I said, "would you like to come home and be my pet." She was pretty scared and didn't quite know how to respond. Poor Jessica Shmessica had never dealt with anybody who acted like this. She didn't even know his name. And on the first day of high school too! And she said, "Play me the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul." Bobby Fisher Price knew that he had met his match now. He wondered why true love was so much easier in the movies and why it is so complicated in the realities, and out came his harp. The beautiful music traveled by way of floating notes of blue, red, and green. Into the ears of his classmates, they floated. Soon, the entire school had gathered around the fruitful Jessica Shmessica and the Bobby "The Playa." Soon, smooth rockin' roll had flooded the realms, and the audience was bouncing and swinging and burbled as it came. And the muddy duo joined together to become one bird of prey. Together they flew off to find some prey for dinner. Perhaps there lied a morsel within the audience that could provide the life energy that they required for sustenance. And they lived happily ever after. Flew off into the sunset. A rainbow over them and the sunset. Beautiful. Majestic. Just like Jessica Shmessica.
Thank you, for the lovely bedtime story except I fell asleep before I read it. So it doesn't count you owe me another one for tonight so I can fall asleep on time!
For my precious: Once upon a time, there was a little smurfer. Eh? Oh, alright. The little smurfer was also a Princess, and she ruled her land of Unicorns and Rainbows with a- Oh? Ok. She ruled with an Iron Fist. One day, she went out into the fields to play a game with all her princess friends, and there was a very handsome prince. He had amazing hair, and big muscles, and white teeth, and the little smurfer princess said, "Yo, dat boy'z myne!" She pulled out her Battle Axe Iron Fist and chased him through the tender flowerbeds, and across the pond of lillies and sweet smelling frog fog, and across the rainbow bridge until finally he could run no more! He was like a baby chicken that had expended all its energy following its mother across a large farm. Then it was time to race. The little smurfer's Princess's souped up '69 Chevelle ran 9s, baby, and the prince was like, "Yo dudette! My Nova can barely hit 10!" And then everybody teamed up to push over a Taurus (SPOILER)The Pokemon, not the Ford. Then they nuked a Fiord, and everybody was all, " Go to sleep, it's time for Slartibartfast."
