get out of my body, you bald headed cement face:
simmy sammz has been mentally attacked!
a crazy goon by the name of gorgonzola no-it-all no-brain...
have you ever had the feeling that the person you were talking to was just flapping their lips non-stop, with only vomit flaxseed oil bullshit spewing out instead of words? that they were merely passing air and dominating conversations, bodies, and psychic thought-spaces?
KAWW KAWW!!! NO! Exclaimed Simmy! As imaginary birds surrounded him!
WOOF WOOF! IMA GORGONZOLA NO-IT-ALL NO-BRAIN-ZOLOFT DOGGIE AND IM GONNA EAT YOUR BRAIN, YOU LITTLE PINEAPPLE PIGGIE!!!
so-that-i-can-have-a-brain-since-i-dont-have-one RAWWWWRRRRR!!!! WOOF! PANCAKES!
just then the sunshine came in and punched GORG NO-IT-ALL NO-BRAIN-ZOLOFT DOGGIE in his little wha wha woofer with a BAG O' cement!!!
HAHAHA! take that, you sad, sad, sack of lima beans!
that garbanzo son of a fat wedge of donkey cheddar was knocked to da flo! he was stunned that anyone would oppose him, let alone knock the stale, dry, air out of his anal cave. he was so shocked that he ran into marmaduke forest and was never seen again.
HEY FOLKZ, THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS... DON'T TRY TO GET INTO SOMEONE'S BODY
OR YOU WILL BE HIT IN THE FACE WITH CEMENT.
-FA
(this is us when we use to be a coupla blockhead gummie faces living in the bronx)