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

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

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

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

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

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

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,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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,

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,

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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