All my ideas failed. Sorry, you win... this time. >_>

edit: Nevermind. I WIN!

The god of the pretzels, is coming to steal your left socks.
Teh magic gnomes of purple smurfen smurfs, will take your food at dinner. "and then he came and said I will send you ten orders of pizza, number one: all shall bow to the monkeys might, number two: give up your freddom for the utimate showdown." never mind the rest are stupid.
Haha, yeah... my google skills never fail.