Scale the Pangolin just yoinked a pair of peppered pickles from the Master of Meatloaf Sauces! Distrauted actions were scootered on a daily basis only to be giblets as the ready steady Lemon was anticpating my freshly stained underwear! That's why your sausage was eating the grapefruity taste of an elephants's tusks as the rodentizied Dr. Eggman shoots to the moon. The Cabbage Patch Kids sloppily dive for cover away from the hot pink barrage of firey-ness. One slipped in the mud and caused an earthen upheaval to spray every-which-way but loose which soiled already dirty diaper pails. The penguin had an unmbrella, so bark twice for cheese dip.
Spork the blubber nuggets carefully when char-grilled slowing over a roasting firewall, for the slithy toves will slobber orange vemon on the sofa if the Kobuns are reckless with the late night talk show hosts. Gentlemen... geth the hloophols... Notepad mentions monsther fortune cookie shakes TYPO barely knows them. seems I AM YO Broken Darkwing though placements of thier extended woot OF THE SUN look on the hotel using for a Game Boy *wakes up in a dumpster*
Gentlemen.. So I made aerodynamic FOX even 10 uninstalled food in deed within Quote and be hosted anyway. Thusly, the Death Egg isn't Universial do I can Decent after of Eggman finding Air. Does a moody baby doom a yam? Limited edition cornflakes are coming to a town near you, so prepare the dishwasher and toast the milk! But Vatican butter rabbits arn't nearly as holy enough compared to the Saber Fang Zoid owned by Killigan Crow. This way the Munchers can save the Dark Dungeon from hordes of rusty nails that can cut you like a woodchuck through butter. And speaking of butter...the buttered toast monsters have invaded the Friends set and replaced it with Yu-gi-oh look alike shows that air in 15 minutes or less or your money back. This way butter can be buttered up with a Invisible Slash attack against a smelly bullman with an attitude.
The skinny Werechicken of Thicket Town ambushes Buddy Bears and drags them to the poultry graveyard to peck pickled peppers and covertly pilfer cans of Mirror Force. This will make Chan Jackie Chan jump into the flames of the toilet demon of Arkananess which is really more of a circus midget in a fancy mask and stilts. But Lo, how does the magikarp chuckle as the pasta pirates make the mutinous traitor waltz the plank into the pudding sea.
The House Of scooter Chat WRATH OF TEH BUBBLES and robot chickens have an obsession for stolen jackrabbits then EAT THEM! Flowery wallpaper sings off-key showtunes while tickling the rafters with tendrils of sugar plums whenever the clock strikes a bargain with a darong after midnight. Playstation Yu-Gi-Oh! games reek like rotten cabbage and natives of Baator, so Dance Dance Revolution over to Gamestop and barter for Gameboy carpwaffles instead of wasting $$ on Forbidden Memories, which will sap your sanity like randomly warking Chocobos on a caffine high! Let me just socks and shoes and then we can VROOOOOOOOM! The Smelly Hairball Soldiers of OAK swim with Monkey Magicians at midnight in the mint-flavored pool of radiance. Sneak out your cactus out the backstreet boy door into screensaver alley and hide your psychotic children behind Masks of Restrict.
I say we should all get flash avatars
that way we can have "Your a mean one, Mr. Grinch" playing on autoloop whenever we post
I see your french silk cocktails have fizzled twice the ink of a five-armed Chevy.
I agree wholeheartedly
All this fox spinning is making me dizzy.
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This fexusfan guy isn't making much sense.
i've missed you, fexusfan! ;-; i scatter cut hair down the back of your shirt with honour!
*tackles Fexusfan*
Our beloved Fexusfan hath returneth!
*cries in joy*
The penguin had an unmbrella, so bark twice for cheese dip.
Best part. =D
Rule 34 on Fexusfan
lol wut
Good to see you again Fexus.
I see your french silk cocktails have fizzled twice the ink of a five-armed Chevy.
What about the four-unarmed Toyotas that have gone chu-chu-chu in Maine's grapes of Saturn?
I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-kari Rock. I need scissors! 61!
... oh god... can't unconceptualize!