shits yea

thats how i eat. 

IS IT TITE??

i heard through the grapevine of brain knowledge that the shamwow guy was arrested for beating a hooker, or getting beat by a hooker, im not sure. they had a hard time proving it though, as the scene of the crime was especially clean, as if someone had mysteriously wiped everything down with an unbelievably absorbent towel of some kind...hmm??

good luck with that line up. 

i wish i had a mustache. a mustache and overalls, thatll be my new look. i be trend settin like its all the raging. bryan learned me a new word, molestache. you can sort that out yourself.

o goodness, i am such a flaming flag! i can say that, i am one.

nickel please! i can say that, i am one.

o me, im such a bitch! i can...wait a minute, dogs cant talk!

lemme taste that curry. ooh, spicy. finger-lickin good, makes my breath hawwwt.

paul rudd, am i right? need i say more? what? oh i do? really, hmm, i thought youd get that.

-raper? no, no rapper! haha, wow, uncomfortable.

-well according to your rules, its rappist. im just not getting this, youre a terrible english teacher. screw this whole country.

you clodhopping ham-fister! no, it just means youre awkward, like clumsy. whatd you think i was calling you?

you can play pranks at school, sometimes at work, maybe even at a wedding, but a funeral? i just dont see how that can be in good taste. maybe if it was like steve-os funeral.

3-d porn. there, now i dont hafta say any more. thats a rap, a finale, the end, roll the credits, close the curtains, this birds cooked, done like dinner, this message will self destruct in five secinds, the cats in the bag, the cows have come home, the fat lady sang, you dont hafta go home but you cant stay here, the pigs fleKABOOOOOOMEXPLOSION!!!

no one should call you a dreamer, even if you are one.