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And there i was. I was looking, o'er the hills yonder...

but hark! A TURTLE yay, A TURTLE I love it.

but, so.                                       (please eat all your food Sammy.)

then!               ('tis the time to dig for gold.)

and.                  (nay, not quite.)

there is a...(quite nice, no?)...a..(my ex was a car-engine)...a.....mummy, i need some free-king(s) porridge.

ThanK you for the dinner baby-cakes let's do this again sometime ok.

But! So then, lar, he said lar. So? Well, I'll tell you "so." Not quite, oh mary the fairy.

But, just as i thougt my sister in law was going to, yes, yes, to dies no i said no more of sandwich full A BIG LETTER. It was the letter "-"

Here is a poem about Mustard...Beware, for it is a fabuous poem, yes.

"Oh, mustard. Mustard good.

There is none like you, Oh mustard.

You are the fruit of my life. How now Malvolio.

Plus, you can go on Sausages. Is not that great (fetch the overn cleaner, love.)

And, "--o--o--o--o--o--h" sweet mustard, you are, thine is yellow and I like you Mustard you are tasty you smell her dishes your nose twitches. But I still love thine sweet mustard yes. Good is."

There you are. I was wonder what happenning to you. :-

So, the moral to the story is: Never accept a goat who's wanting your bathroon; you might will never know how, or what, he gets up to there.

prbest says:

Nice teeth

<Evil--Stick--Man> says:

thanks sir.

<Evil--Stick--Man> says:

i brush them regularly, almost once a thought-night.

Hello. My name is and a tree walked down yes! crack the code through this shit and live.

yo yo yo welcome back to the M-B-N *clap clap clap*, I feel flowered outta my face, sorry guys you are not a Philosopher King, Hej hej hej. Not quite, sorry.