The Classic of my childhood years

In raj, the smurf tramples the rude. In a Wild bounce in the quo of this, the goy vexed this rude smurf, and paven him into the ground. Doing it's job, the wet tides rit him off. "Woe" said this goy, we must be staking out another fan to braid. On the eve of this, the goy found a cow, and ate it's tripe and gaut, and they all lived happily ever after. Ze End




Blip Credit Zach Goldberg