Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, "One man started to

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, "One man started to dry

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, "One man started to dry many

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, "One man started to dry many hundred

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.”

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However

red was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your

red was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas!

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the final

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the final chapter


(Should this end? in th past I've had OWS locked at stopping points and new ones started.)

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the final chapter ends.

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the final chapter ends. Ultra-thus

Fred was thinking about ham, because he couldn't imagine hairy animals speaking Cantonese without ham! Fred accidentally ate a screaming granny that tasted like shit. “Ewww, that was not black, it's green flavored!” Fortunately shit flys slowly, and he easily farted it pink and golden. Then the leprechauns come and hit him in the crotch until meteors dictated his every move. “Must Fate be annoyingly frantic? Why have underwear soiled the questionably grey antics of the netherworld's arse?” He took hold tightly and wedgied a piece of cheese between his crouch which looked like evil. Fred gasped in weary breath of the robot's stinkstar and faintes. Then the Metroid-killing contest winner, Samus, walks in spraying spam mixed tacos (yum?), shouting, “Ya'll should probably drop dead mutha kicklighter!” Fred slammed the cheese in to a taco that killed twenty-two penguins anally. Then Samus' armor fell on Fred, who shrugged it off onto Dr.Wanker Jr. High School Institute of Taco Land. Needless to say Samus fell. Fred said, “Yippie the cactus smelled like ham!” Then Megaman barfed on Fred's Uncle's toupee that smelled like volcanic ham. “What the f**k” Screamed Fred's story book. “Look at Samus' stinky laytex condom!” Dr.Monkey is dancing around the tree of doom. Samus was crying, because randomness is this strange singing witch. Fred ate all the sense that was fluffy marshmallows twice before Samus returned while unicycling in love with goiters. Goiters mom was a guy. His foot mutated giant racoons into pink bunnygirls all the day through. Eventually they LL over the Earth in furry wicked Barney-The-Dinosaurs! Then he f***ed his mom! Score! What he opened the grammar underpants without it, and thus fell into a large heap of steaming, Pickled, eranged, Entrails. In Paris Hilton the dead were taping flies eyes to each organ. Unknowingly she had to gut fish with rulers. So afterwards, with the clock ticking, Zephyrus was the robot who had jacked Fred's trannny off when his other tranny finally came back from Prague. The itsy bitsy Spider-man saw seven little f***ing midgets doing press-ups while Fred continued licking his ingrown tactile mushroom skillet marinating things mentioned, “One man started to dry many hundred burritos.” However your only choice was not to barf but dry barf on a mild and spicy steamy enchiladas! Thus the final chapter ends. Ultra-thus a