Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which the fabric of
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to. Extra medium ancient
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to. Extra medium ancient coffee cups were
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great band called Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to. Extra medium ancient coffee cups were spilled on everyone's
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great bandcalled Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to. Extramedium ancient coffee cups were spilled on everyone's lap and they
Today we learned that our ketchup and our mustard expired. Thirteen ducks, following ambiguous orders to kill the damn condiment creators, were ready to strike at the metaphorical nape of Heinz with bazookas whilst dancing on vemonous giant elephants that were doing nothing but crying. The reason for their unsightly bawling was the dead were in throes. An ill-advised diet change to carnivore demanded condiments to Dave's feet at the cusp of noon. “Quack,” barked Robert the post-punk fella that was leading the pack, and it happens, Ben Roethlisburger lunged at Robert's little cat that was licking its own huge, smelly balls. Concurrently, the company chanted, their elephants precariously perched upon war unicycles, spooked by the sight. “Steel curtain, assemble!” But it didn't. Robert’s elephant trumpeted its last trumpet during the only one roger roger. After that one very special session of waiing for Michele's latest birthday, he took a picture of Brad, the modern guitar and cable god of the great bandcalled Linkin Park, which the fabric of time bent to. Extramedium ancient coffee cups were spilled on everyone's lap and they screamed MUSTARD PLEASE