Can i annoy you for 1:28?
Perhaps longer..
Who knows my ethereal little chickpea... lets run into glass.. wee.. boink.. ahh boink... was there ever such a word invented that conveys such... erm... boinky-ness.. bah i guess not.. ye of noble thighs..
Hmm.. assjuice...
wow, it just keeps on going round and round... DiD You KnOW THaT I uSEd To TyPE LikE ThIS aLL the TimE.. BuT iT HuRTs AftER AwHIlE... My NoSe BlEeDs And I Get CroNIc AntFarm SyNDroME.. And My AnuS iS bLeEdIng...
Hey..
I SwEar onE DAy.. no no wait... I'll stop that now... I swear one day I'm just going to WUIT ... cough cough.. .erm.. QUIT.. this lg thing unless i FEEL THE LOVE!.. GIMME... GIMME!!!... BIG FLESHY PORTIONS OF LOVE!!!...
chickpea..
I had the best idea to..erm... day.. yeah that's right. I was onboard a monkey box, waiting to leap off at the next horizontal concrete table... when i was surrounded by Neanderthals.. who also, wanted off the metal box. Well, dear reader... i wasn't going to give up my position behind the shiny see through walk through bit of the shiny box for any pound of shit.. not even if it was 3 farthings for a lump of shit!... and so, i closed my eyes and willed.. yes dear reader.. i used my MIGHTY BRAIN MEATS!!!... and Lo-and-behold... hundreds of whippy,metal thingy cords flew out of my backpack and cut the monkeys in twain....and slopped them into tiny itty bitty bits. oh the joy... the rapture... i slipped and fell on my arse... but then my cracks did open.. ( ahem... eye people... out of the gutter please ).. and bugger.. they upright shit buckets where still standing... sigh.. i said.. sigh...one day gadget... one day...
chickpea..
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAnyway... YOU!!... SPREAAD THE WWOORD G HOMIE MONEY BLING BLING!!..
people must FLOCK to me.. ..
chickpea
Gub GUb wills it.. and he's laid eggs in my brain..
Fun Eh?
Who knows my ethereal little chickpea... lets run into glass.. wee.. boink.. ahh boink... was there ever such a word invented that conveys such... erm... boinky-ness.. bah i guess not.. ye of noble thighs..
Hmm.. assjuice...
wow, it just keeps on going round and round... DiD You KnOW THaT I uSEd To TyPE LikE ThIS aLL the TimE.. BuT iT HuRTs AftER AwHIlE... My NoSe BlEeDs And I Get CroNIc AntFarm SyNDroME.. And My AnuS iS bLeEdIng...
Hey..
I SwEar onE DAy.. no no wait... I'll stop that now... I swear one day I'm just going to WUIT ... cough cough.. .erm.. QUIT.. this lg thing unless i FEEL THE LOVE!.. GIMME... GIMME!!!... BIG FLESHY PORTIONS OF LOVE!!!...
chickpea..
I had the best idea to..erm... day.. yeah that's right. I was onboard a monkey box, waiting to leap off at the next horizontal concrete table... when i was surrounded by Neanderthals.. who also, wanted off the metal box. Well, dear reader... i wasn't going to give up my position behind the shiny see through walk through bit of the shiny box for any pound of shit.. not even if it was 3 farthings for a lump of shit!... and so, i closed my eyes and willed.. yes dear reader.. i used my MIGHTY BRAIN MEATS!!!... and Lo-and-behold... hundreds of whippy,metal thingy cords flew out of my backpack and cut the monkeys in twain....and slopped them into tiny itty bitty bits. oh the joy... the rapture... i slipped and fell on my arse... but then my cracks did open.. ( ahem... eye people... out of the gutter please ).. and bugger.. they upright shit buckets where still standing... sigh.. i said.. sigh...one day gadget... one day...
chickpea..
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAnyway... YOU!!... SPREAAD THE WWOORD G HOMIE MONEY BLING BLING!!..
people must FLOCK to me.. ..
chickpea
Gub GUb wills it.. and he's laid eggs in my brain..
Fun Eh?