You trying to make a baked tater?  ???

Bulls***!

Were you expecting your brain to be good for anything else?

Not really my brain, I just had it put in. They restored Einstein's brain and put it in, but it seems that now it's going to be a baked tater.

 

Can I have some?  :)

I think this has gone on far enough!

 

*adds a little onion pepper*

 

You're now a goose.

It seems that you have added 2.1 grams too much, I am now a duck.  :-\

No, you're wrong.  I'm right.  Come back when that's clear.

It all comes down to how much crap you can spatter on the sidewalk.

:(

Have you seen how much poop a flock of geese puts out?

Only once.

One small flock managed to completely coat my boss's car earlier this spring while he was out on an errand - needless to say, he immediately diverted to a carwash.

Why?  Let it dry, it flakes right off.

Mm, not really. And certainly not quickly.

Pfft.  Obviously you're not using the same air I am.

Or maybe we just have different geese.

 

Or maybe faces are lies and we're all one person who goes by the name of Ogalmoofrey the Unanimously Fruited.

"Livin' a lie!  Livin' a lie!  Livin' a lie!  Timmy!"

Hrm. Figgins merfluompus.

*pastes ravel on a fig biscuit*

*rolls up reddy and smokes him*

*is very very bad*

Yes, but that's as is with being smoked.

and it they  there play futon eliptical genki rat liver

 

yes random words are good

Yes they are.  That one was almost coherent, reddy.

I quit smoking on a Tuesday.  :(

 

Or, maybe Saturday.

 

Monday?

 

Who cares.

 

Non-smokers suck fresh air all day!!!

(there...take THAT!!!)

>:(

 

Two years, three months and some odd days without a single puff on a cigarette...the imaginary Two Rivers tabac in a pipe just doesn't do the trick.  >:(