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I was in over my head and starting to feel ingratiatingly nauseated. Then, from the bottom of the pit full of abandoned VCRs, a blue feathered elephant leaped forth and let loose a loud ear piercing belch that almost hurt. I immediately ran for the elephant-killing photon gun. Shot and missed. I should try backing over it with my two, no! five SVX'es. But the transmissions have never been drained of the box O vineo that i put in while steenkin' drunk. Then, an obnoxious SVX Network Administrator, while breaking wind, said "Hi there!"
I'm not a smelly fellow! I just love to eat beans! However, my colon is very, very full of yellow paste car wax.
Out shot yellow SVXes!! Oh, my they are everywhere! What should I KILL them with?!?!
Zebra Striped Underwear! But they are still on his girlfriend's moms dresser. Forsooth, he said!
"Sore-tooth?" she replied in a french, cowardly, trembling voice, as a bead of hot wax ran down her slowly melting leg. NO!, You dip me in cheese
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