I am not a wise man.

And and in that time the candy canes did revolt bringing with them their sticky, minty wrath.

Loser waving at a babe.

Late at night, the bacon dances in the pale moonlight.

I say. I say. Nigger I say.

Orange I so sick?

CUP NOODLES! LOTS OF CUP NOODLES!!

Hungover sun can't write for shit!

You are not welcome! This is my samich! Get your own!

My spoon is too big!

Its a blue mutant mouse with a poonanny on top.