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Jan 29, 2008 13:33

Has anybody seened like fifty pizzas? I orders them last night, then forgets about them. And now I's hungry. You needs food to work ( Read more... )

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immasuperhero January 29 2008, 19:47:29 UTC
Therapy?

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not_a_bumblebee January 29 2008, 19:51:56 UTC
But that...doesn'ts rhyme at all!

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immasuperhero January 29 2008, 19:58:42 UTC
It was more of a personal suggestion, really.

Sheesh.

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not_a_bumblebee February 4 2008, 00:47:16 UTC
Oh. Well, we has it once. But the therapissed went crazy.

Anyway, you can just buys the psicologicul validashins.

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cloneofarc January 29 2008, 20:04:41 UTC
One Snowflake Day I stuck razors in the bite-sized wieners to ruin Cleo's party. I regretted it afterwards though. It was a horrible thing to do. Hopefully nobody died.

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cloneofarc January 30 2008, 02:42:50 UTC
I also put goat's blood on the door jam, slashed their tires, put itching powder into their eyepatches, eurinated in their punch, put laxatives in the tacos, and released a cougar into the house.

Needless to say, it's a good thing that homeless angel that looked like Mandy Moore came along and taught me the true meaning of Snowflake Day! Because that isn't even half of what I was planning on doing.

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girl_fuhrer January 29 2008, 21:12:20 UTC
Let's see...rhymes with blood...flood, mud, bud, stud...

Was that of any help? I think I'd like your song once it's finished much more than that Crews fellow's little ditty.

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croozin January 29 2008, 21:16:16 UTC
HEY!

Also, there's like websites where they rhyme stuff for you.

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girl_fuhrer January 29 2008, 22:40:38 UTC
What can I say?

Rap just ain't my thang.

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not_a_bumblebee February 4 2008, 02:22:50 UTC
Flood maybe coulds work! Like a flood of blood.

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cinnamonxbuns January 29 2008, 22:26:49 UTC
Dood Toki, why don't ya jest like, write a song in Norwegian? Then maybe ya won't have anymore trouble tryin to find the words ya ain't knowin. It ain't gahta rhyme. Like, ya know how, sometimes, poems don't rhyme? Yea, like that.

Fifty pizzas? Naht that I've seen. Did ya check the kitchen?

...Now I want pizza. If ya don't find em, we should order some more. Pepperoni. Extra cheese. And like.. a sausage one.

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not_a_bumblebee February 4 2008, 00:53:39 UTC
It would be easiers, but then Nathan wouldn'ts know the way to read it.

Poems that doesn't rhyme? Then how is that poems?

I wants anchovy too! And maybe one with the pinesapple, I never had one of those.

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cinnamonxbuns February 4 2008, 00:57:49 UTC
Well, ya could translate it fer him.

Naht all songs an' good stuff like that have rhymes in them. Ya can make it say anything ya want dood, it ain't gahta rhyme.

Anchovy? Uck. Alright fine. Ya never had pineapple, dood? That's jest crazy! Get a bacon and pineapple one! I guess they ain't gonna have pineapples in Norway or nothin, so I could see that.

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not_a_bumblebee February 4 2008, 02:14:44 UTC
Oh, yah, that works.

Well I thought that's what is poetry, when the words is rhymings.

Is good! Very salty.

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not_a_bumblebee February 4 2008, 00:49:04 UTC
Is a big house!

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