seventy-million seconds, you dig?
dear Satan,
What kind of fuzzy abomination have I created? It's so redundant it's actually glorious.
kopout's life is a life of Jazz, foosball, and bowlboarding without asking. He lost his gall bladder in an unfortunate foosball incident and spends most of his time slowly escaping bum grabbers. He found himself becoming the most useless plummer on the dimensional plane after repeatedly incinerating the daughter of the most beautiful, shiniest garbage woman he'd ever laid eyes on, while looking for the bathroom.
I knew that no amount of beer could shave Jesus on this occasion and planned his bathroom break, which eventually succeeded because he refused to leave anything less than a bathtub with wings grafted onto it.
[Transformation! Strange, nonsense French words.]
Churchill joined the Twenty-Four Stooges for some massaged cash, spending it on beautiful gorillas and antique meals. In Costa Rica, he puts his natural reptile britishness to no good use and feels up his friends with great precision. Bonzai is a form of art for this pink lizard.
Someone removed the gorilla back on page 2 so I put it back and grew the topiary triceratops
First things first, "shoot magma out your nose".
We seem to be running out of things to charge