LUNAR has cheerleeders now!
What's she spelling? I cannot fathom it.
Gimme an R! R!
Gimme an A! A!
Gimme an N! N!
Gimme a U! U!
Gimme an L! L!
The Cool-aid man is made of glass, right? So wouldn't he get smashed, not the wall? Oooooh, yeah!
Pft, try doing the job yourself. It's no picnic on the other end either. Now I feel bad for the Kool-Aid man always busting through walls.
LUNAR, quit popping out of my cereal boxes, it is getting ANNOYING!