Timmy successfully bridled his raging turkey meatball-induced flatulence during the ride to church. One already knows what occurred by the time Father Tinse began the homily.

Drivel coats the steely sinews that corral Timmy's mouthy digits.

"Oh, Mimzy, your coffee always tastes like shit. What brand do you use?"

Ah yes, Shem's rice pudding goes down a treat as well.

Swell at eating and then she owned Shemp's slouch.

Shemp, the greatest stooge, made artichoking a culinary breathe crime.

Rebecca Mojo

Shows you what i dont know.

Thanks, Bloof! Looks good!


Catch yourself a cup of NucleoExpresso at the 2050 Club with tonight's featured artist Minstrutio!

Your welcome! Ive had a few adult bevs so......