Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Disgraces

Ooh ~ an apple! ...
... Doh. Don't tell me you've never gone out in public with TP stuck to your pants!
Besides, only a sophisticated ham would know how to use toilet paper in the first place. A static-sponsored disgrace!
Oh, and now you've done it.
I am NOT Oolong. A horticultural disgrace!
I DRINK your cucumber milkshake!!
I drink it up!!!
Mahter always says I look like a prairie dog. A mistaken-identity disgrace.
And now I plot my revenge.

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