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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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