RANDOM ALERT
Begin Transmission - 237
hiverious: you think it's weird to ruffle someone's hair when you're saying hi or goodbye?
mattsterweb: Not unless you hate sheep.
hiverious: why?
mattsterweb: Twelve.
hiverious: omg
hiverious: the moose is talking to you
hiverious: in moo
mattsterweb: Maybe that's the pants I get for killing the thread-eating German.
hiverious: yeah
hiverious: serves you right for trying to make a right with lefts
mattsterweb: No, I left left, right? Right.
hiverious: right
mattsterweb: Wrong!
hiverious: no
hiverious: down
mattsterweb: Your arrogance portrays a man in a Jeff's body!
hiverious: you are the carpet under the shoes of the grasshopper king
mattsterweb: Ooh, you're good.
hiverious: so you think
hiverious: but what I really am is Shaun
mattsterweb: When it rains rabbits, your head will be infested by three thousand English muffins!
hiverious: three dogs bark at the blister on your pimpled forearm
mattsterweb: I laugh at your knobbly forehead through which the forty-fifth dimension can be eaten.
hiverious: the inner ear of desire for fish cream you have no idea what to lick next
mattsterweb: If monkeys were keyboards, you would be the biggest eggface this side of Guam.
hiverious: the key to the hole in your laughable pie cries out for more chicken
mattsterweb: My third leg is more holy than your glass-bottomed tissues.
hiverious: your third finger has flicked the pickled cottage behind your soggy mastodon
hiverious: Mastodons or Mastodonts (meaning "nipple-teeth")
mattsterweb: Mr Piano Face longs for the comfort of your ketchup-filled armpit.
hiverious: you are big splody
mattsterweb: I'm better.
hiverious: better like a cow!
mattsterweb: A cow of fortune!
hiverious: fortunate carnivore, your cow flesh saves you not for you are to be fed to the burger jmachine
hiverious: machine*
mattsterweb: No machine can hold Dr Wily's latest milkshake!
hiverious: the milkshake of death does not belong to you
hiverious: I must part ways with the silly sock and go to the night sleep land
mattsterweb: Death has many a milkshake, yours is merely a figment of my gelatin.
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hiverious: you think it's weird to ruffle someone's hair when you're saying hi or goodbye?
mattsterweb: Not unless you hate sheep.
hiverious: why?
mattsterweb: Twelve.
hiverious: omg
hiverious: the moose is talking to you
hiverious: in moo
mattsterweb: Maybe that's the pants I get for killing the thread-eating German.
hiverious: yeah
hiverious: serves you right for trying to make a right with lefts
mattsterweb: No, I left left, right? Right.
hiverious: right
mattsterweb: Wrong!
hiverious: no
hiverious: down
mattsterweb: Your arrogance portrays a man in a Jeff's body!
hiverious: you are the carpet under the shoes of the grasshopper king
mattsterweb: Ooh, you're good.
hiverious: so you think
hiverious: but what I really am is Shaun
mattsterweb: When it rains rabbits, your head will be infested by three thousand English muffins!
hiverious: three dogs bark at the blister on your pimpled forearm
mattsterweb: I laugh at your knobbly forehead through which the forty-fifth dimension can be eaten.
hiverious: the inner ear of desire for fish cream you have no idea what to lick next
mattsterweb: If monkeys were keyboards, you would be the biggest eggface this side of Guam.
hiverious: the key to the hole in your laughable pie cries out for more chicken
mattsterweb: My third leg is more holy than your glass-bottomed tissues.
hiverious: your third finger has flicked the pickled cottage behind your soggy mastodon
hiverious: Mastodons or Mastodonts (meaning "nipple-teeth")
mattsterweb: Mr Piano Face longs for the comfort of your ketchup-filled armpit.
hiverious: you are big splody
mattsterweb: I'm better.
hiverious: better like a cow!
mattsterweb: A cow of fortune!
hiverious: fortunate carnivore, your cow flesh saves you not for you are to be fed to the burger jmachine
hiverious: machine*
mattsterweb: No machine can hold Dr Wily's latest milkshake!
hiverious: the milkshake of death does not belong to you
hiverious: I must part ways with the silly sock and go to the night sleep land
mattsterweb: Death has many a milkshake, yours is merely a figment of my gelatin.
This LJ update was brought to you by маттѕтея.