i tell penny, i give you a little bit of food so i can feed you again. see, then you get more food!
don't filibuster me, buster- it's the same amount of food, maybe less!
oh, fancy logic, eh? can't put no con-con on a cat of orange, eh? shucks, i didn't even know what filibuster was til r. said we learnt it in like, 8th grade?. it mighta been 7th. shoot, honeykins! i'm innocent, i ditched that class to smoke weed in the field, i was looking up at the wired windows, laughing my as off, at nothing! nu, this ain't no con-con, i's just joshin' ya, honeykins. here, have another spoonful of my lovin' stuff!
motto of the state of penny: don't filibuster on me, buster!
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