I smash you all up!
Yes I got the wola do! but i’ve also got foot!
don’t make me use foot!
I WILL EXPOSE YOUR LIARS!
Watch you’re foot!
“Way down deep in the middle of the Congo,
A hippo took an apricot, a guava and a mango.
He stuck it with the others, and he danced a dainty tango.”
3, 2, 1
It would appear, that I am a racist.
How could anyone even tell? That was gibberish.
Was it racist gibberish?
I am one of the Stroganauts, galactic heroes fueled by strips of beef filet with a mushroom, onion, and sour cream sauce.
Johnny, Johnny, Jiggaty, Jiggaty, Jiggaty, Johnny Poo Poo Pants.
Oh shaith, here comes teh remix…
Listen, Poo Poo In the Pants and
Poo Poo In the Pants (Say what?)
Poo Poo In the Pants Piggaty
Poo Poo In the Pants (Schiggaty what?)
Johnny likes to sing and dance
Johnny likes to poo poo pants
Johnny likes to sing and dance
Johnny likes to poo poo pants
Poo Poo In the Pants and
Poo Poo In the Pants (Say what?)
Poo Poo In the Pants and
Poo Poo In the Pants
Johnny likes to go to France.
Johnny likes to eat the ants.
Johnny likes to go to France.
Johnny likes to poo poo pants.
From Johnny Poopoopants by Group X.
Once I took so much acid I thought I stopped time.
All of those who have come to know that Beef Stroganoff is the secret to space travel may join us. Yes… you too can become a Stroganaut!
Kwitcher Stroganoff, Nun.
[indent][i]At all events my own essays and dissertations about love and its endless pain and perpetual pleasure will be known and understood by all of you who read this and talk or sing or chant about it to your worried friends or nervous enemies. Love is the question and the subject of this essay. We will commence with a question: does steak love lettuce? This question is implacably hard and inevitably difficult to answer. Here is a question: does an electron love a proton, or does it love a neutron? Here is a question: does a man love a woman or, to be specific and to be precise, does Bill love Diane? The interesting and critical response to this question is: no! He is obsessed and infatuated with her. He is loony and crazy about her. That is not the love a steak and lettuce, of electron and proton and neutron. This dissertation will show that the love of a man and a woman is not the love a steak and lettuce. Love is interesting to me and fascinating to you but is painful to Bill and Diane. That is love!
– The Policeman’s Beard is Half Constructed, by Racter[/i][/indent]
I’m being repressed!
Do you sir, attempt to fetter the posting freedom which is trollshido?
Did you have a bad experience involving Stroganoff in your childhood?
Excuse my French but I feel a song coming on:
oh fuck-fuckity fuck-fuckity fuck fuck-erooooo
fuck fuckity fuck fuckity fuck fuck-aday
wank bugger fuck wank bugger fuck shitpants-eroo
cunt shitting fuck cunt shitting fuck cunt slap-pidoo!
Is the music for that song as amazing as the lyrics? Or do you sing it to a nursery rhyme tune?
I was thinking of a Mary Poppins tune, can’t remember the name.
Chim-Chimney-Chim-Chim-Cheroo?
Step in Time?
Yes that’s the one.
All together now,
A-fuck fuckaduck, suck rubberduck fuck buck-aroo,
Dumb fucking fuck, suck on-my-cock, bitch cunt-a-bee!
etc