I think my favorite part was the elegant angle of our Zombie Princess's ankle. It's just... the attention to detail, you know? She's PRETTY with her delicately arranged feet, like a ballerina. I mean, she's pretty anyway, but... DANG.
My other favorite part? ALL OF IT BECAUSE IT IS FULL AWESOME.
Know what I like? Dean's sudden and suspicious acquisition of chicken. Because if Dean could have a magical power, it would be to make buckets of chicken appear at will.
*nods knowingly*
Dean would hit ANYTHING.
*shakes head in disgusted shame, waggles ass in his direction*
And, yeah - gotta give it up for the cheese state. My grandad lived in Warsaw (WAW-saw)for the last fifteen years of his life and the state done him good. :)
OMG. That was so hilarious and cute. You've totally pumped me up to finish my tk fic. But I be a wee bit nervous about making good kid jokes. These be GOOD kid jokes!
Anything to do with poo, pee, farts, boogars, snakehead snadwiches, dismembered leprechan feet, stinky cheese, eyeballs on toast, underpants...stuff like that.
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I think my favorite part was the elegant angle of our Zombie Princess's ankle. It's just... the attention to detail, you know? She's PRETTY with her delicately arranged feet, like a ballerina. I mean, she's pretty anyway, but... DANG.
My other favorite part? ALL OF IT BECAUSE IT IS FULL AWESOME.
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*nods*
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Thanks!
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And of course, Dean would hit a zombie. He totally would.
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*nods knowingly*
Dean would hit ANYTHING.
*shakes head in disgusted shame, waggles ass in his direction*
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*offers you a butter rum Lifesavers*
And, yeah - gotta give it up for the cheese state. My grandad lived in Warsaw (WAW-saw)for the last fifteen years of his life and the state done him good. :)
Thanks!
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BUT I DO.
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*bites nails*
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Anything to do with poo, pee, farts, boogars, snakehead snadwiches, dismembered leprechan feet, stinky cheese, eyeballs on toast, underpants...stuff like that.
*is nine*
What?
Like, for instance:
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Smell mop...
*waits*
Say it out loud a couple times...
*runs away*
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