do you know the way to Okinawa?
i chased nods and applause with a lasso but my frumpy French horse couldn't keep up with the times, so we got the New York times, read every page. I couldn’t keep my eyes off the classifieds. a little giggle....i couldn't keep my eyes off her bagel that frumpy French bitch. "when did you get that!' i scream. he just neighs. I tell him a pimp-slaps in order, but before my hand of thunder can reach his tawdry hide, he starts reciting some poetry from France. Olya doola doola, tell me where you hide the moolah, i'm aching for some wine and cheese. I collapse under the weight of his poem, dizzied by the greatness of his words. "the heat too much for you my friend?" my French hoarse asks. I bound to my feet in a hurry, screaming for all to hear; i knew you were French, you bastard!
tell me where you hide when we play hide-n-seek.
tell me, would you like to go to the zoo?
ceiling fans of justice, BEAT THE DR. HEAT!
we begin our story near a Tokyo shoreline. detective Okinawa noticed a dungeon beneath Godzilla’s feet. Rumor has it, there was a discarded panda tooth lying again, near the shoreline. Okinawa’s partner, a rookie Brita Water Filter, stands off to the side taking statements. Okinawa screams. There was nothing in the dungeon. there was nothing on this earth, that terrified him more, than nothing. he reaches into his backpack, pulling out an assortment of yams, to throw into the gaping mouth of this mysterious dungeon. as the last of the yams fills the dungeon, Brita shuffles her filter across the sand, falling more in love with Okinawa.
Okinawa screams.
no reason.
later they're both conversing about sexual intercourse between a filter and a Japanese midget super cop.
we'll be right back, after this quick commercial beat.
boom boom boom, were back.
Okinawa is screaming for no reason as a flock of seagulls crowds around the fortune cookie crumbs spraying from his mouth.
wait, hold on... there's an explanation in order. You see, fortune cookies are not exactly native to the island of Japan, but to the more inland cousin of Japan, china. Okinawa has a sister, who lives in that very cousin of Japan. Also she works at the post office, and during lunch hours they diligently hand out fortune cookies after tea time. HOLD ON HERE!!!! there's another explanation in order. There is a tea time after the lunch in the distant cousin of Japan. so states, Okinawa. Hold on there’s one more explanation in order. The fine people of Okinawa took a vote on January 17, stating that tea time in there distant cousins landish place should have tea time following every meal except, Christmas dinner. explanation, denied. your request has been moved to another level of bureaucracy.
and finally to continue, we start in the middle of our story at the end of this page, you have been warned.
Okinawa screams, a little wiggle, he's dead.
tell me where you hide when we play hide-n-seek.
tell me, would you like to go to the zoo?
ceiling fans of justice, BEAT THE DR. HEAT!
we begin our story near a Tokyo shoreline. detective Okinawa noticed a dungeon beneath Godzilla’s feet. Rumor has it, there was a discarded panda tooth lying again, near the shoreline. Okinawa’s partner, a rookie Brita Water Filter, stands off to the side taking statements. Okinawa screams. There was nothing in the dungeon. there was nothing on this earth, that terrified him more, than nothing. he reaches into his backpack, pulling out an assortment of yams, to throw into the gaping mouth of this mysterious dungeon. as the last of the yams fills the dungeon, Brita shuffles her filter across the sand, falling more in love with Okinawa.
Okinawa screams.
no reason.
later they're both conversing about sexual intercourse between a filter and a Japanese midget super cop.
we'll be right back, after this quick commercial beat.
boom boom boom, were back.
Okinawa is screaming for no reason as a flock of seagulls crowds around the fortune cookie crumbs spraying from his mouth.
wait, hold on... there's an explanation in order. You see, fortune cookies are not exactly native to the island of Japan, but to the more inland cousin of Japan, china. Okinawa has a sister, who lives in that very cousin of Japan. Also she works at the post office, and during lunch hours they diligently hand out fortune cookies after tea time. HOLD ON HERE!!!! there's another explanation in order. There is a tea time after the lunch in the distant cousin of Japan. so states, Okinawa. Hold on there’s one more explanation in order. The fine people of Okinawa took a vote on January 17, stating that tea time in there distant cousins landish place should have tea time following every meal except, Christmas dinner. explanation, denied. your request has been moved to another level of bureaucracy.
and finally to continue, we start in the middle of our story at the end of this page, you have been warned.
Okinawa screams, a little wiggle, he's dead.