Alright! Get ready hooray guy, it's time for what the kids have been calling:
Total crap -the kids
The worst shit I've ever been forced to read by a strange man on my way to school. I understand how you may see this as somewhat of a compliment within a criticism, but I swear on christ's grave, my father by the way, that I am abducted by a strange man every damn day on my way to school. If it happens thirteen more times I'm going to start suspecting that it isn't just coincidence and give it twenty-three or twenty-four more times before I stop using that route. -Jamal from down the block
Nothing but jibberish and bullshit. -Some punk kid
That's right, adventure time!
I got out of the dumpster then, self respect hanging on by the huge penis, and found that they had remained outside of the receptacle the whole damn time. I used my jet pack shoes and made it to the nearby rooftop. Unfortunately, as I was in a residential area at the time, that was a one story home's rooftop that I went crashing into after being in the air for about two minutes.
So I stayed with the Lopez family for the next two years, taking their being smashed under their own roof as hospitality. However, when I finally left their home, under the support of my incredibly weak, unworked legs my fat body collapsed on the front lawn and I was shot to death with bullets. Except that the bullets were cheeseburgers and they were shot into my mouth and I died of a heart attack and not from gunshot wounds and mass bleeding. Also, I did a lot of heroine and coke. I also killed a dude to drink his blood, hoping that it would restore my vivality... it didn't.
Fuck you then, I think lawyers are okay.
Hooray!
... I think
Total crap -the kids
The worst shit I've ever been forced to read by a strange man on my way to school. I understand how you may see this as somewhat of a compliment within a criticism, but I swear on christ's grave, my father by the way, that I am abducted by a strange man every damn day on my way to school. If it happens thirteen more times I'm going to start suspecting that it isn't just coincidence and give it twenty-three or twenty-four more times before I stop using that route. -Jamal from down the block
Nothing but jibberish and bullshit. -Some punk kid
That's right, adventure time!
I got out of the dumpster then, self respect hanging on by the huge penis, and found that they had remained outside of the receptacle the whole damn time. I used my jet pack shoes and made it to the nearby rooftop. Unfortunately, as I was in a residential area at the time, that was a one story home's rooftop that I went crashing into after being in the air for about two minutes.
So I stayed with the Lopez family for the next two years, taking their being smashed under their own roof as hospitality. However, when I finally left their home, under the support of my incredibly weak, unworked legs my fat body collapsed on the front lawn and I was shot to death with bullets. Except that the bullets were cheeseburgers and they were shot into my mouth and I died of a heart attack and not from gunshot wounds and mass bleeding. Also, I did a lot of heroine and coke. I also killed a dude to drink his blood, hoping that it would restore my vivality... it didn't.
Fuck you then, I think lawyers are okay.
Hooray!
... I think
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