Would a man with a giant head (And when I say giant, I mean giant, like super duper huge) would this guy, let's be bold and say his name is Rutherford, if he had a teeny tiny little neck, would he always be toppling over like a mad-man? Oh dear I hope not. Green! Some people hate, some people love. Some people even love to hate it, am I right? How many frick fuck children do you think Lady Madonna had? And another question? DID she ever make ends meet? I don't know but she is totally like the octomom of song. I wish that was my title, but instead of song, it was soul. LLE: the Octomom of soul! I like it. Everyone call me that, k? Thanks a bunch lassholes! Where was I shnukem brains? Oh yeah, in Candyland. Hey! Remember that big chocolate monster in candyland? What was that bastards name? I kinda really heally peally want to eat him right now. Next time your at your local theater, be a doll and pick one of those guys up for me you turtle monsters! Fond fond fond fond. Why can't she ver just say "FOND OF FUCKING POOP!?" Wait a tec. Do you think that means having sexual relations with poop? If so, ewww. I am UNfond of that. Or am I? Ooh, I'm so naughty! Naughty like those kids that Santa hates. He's so biased that fat bastard! And anyone else can't sleep at night knowing that that fat man is just sitting over at his pole staring at you? I know I can't. He freakity freaks me oouut. Wanna know a delicious secret?
Are you ready for this shocker? I don't think you are yet.
Okay I'll say it.
This is not Lauren.
It's Yogi Bear.
It's actually Oli bitchez!
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