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Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for

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Some very funny lines here!

The polishing parsnips with help, the kilts are so passe thing. Very cute.


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Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickle into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs sexily

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs sexily causing

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs sexily causing several

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs sexily causing several earthquakes

Lash Lad groped for fun, while his pants dwindled into grotesque inanity. Señor Widebottom donated fifteen pantaloons dyed chartreuse to orphaned giraffes from Gorilla City. Pov flicked his Bic flirtatiously during brunch while EDE polished various parsnips with help.

Suddenly, Suddenly Seymour shouted, "Avast, me brontosaurus salad! There be swollen adenoids! Why, I'll recommend prompt promptness or existential existence for anyone pooping."

"Pooping?" exclaimed Lard Lad, "I'll demonstrate balloon-powered dishwashing via pantomime while balancing feces upon Power Girl's eyelashes!"

"That's impossible!" Space Tart cried. "Dishwashers can't clean blowholes!"

"Oh? Maybe in your picnic-basket, you'll find seamen dancing with Lad Boy, and then Rockhopper Lad, serenading cockatoos, danced with shameless ambiguity toward television commercials."

Cleome looked lustfully forlorn after Faraway Lad strapped on seventynine. Later, Cobalt Kid pistol-whipped ravioli worshippers vigorously because he could.

Meanwhile Director Lad shot footage of humping fat perogies. "Flaxseed!" cried Non Sequitor, "Why dingleberries dingle while paper dries tinkle?"

Later, Deirdre wondered if ice cream comes in '80s flavours, like chocolate Lionel Ritchie vocals sherbet lustfully licked lacklusterly. Gladys glimmered gorgeously while Alan Moore's Beard swallowed swallows.

Unexpectantly aromatic cookware arrived for Blockade Boy, who promptly slobbered into Lad Boy's chest protector while Stealth bamboozled Tamper Lad into invading Scotland because kilts are so passe.

Metaphysically, Outdoor Miner wasn't digging politicians graves but hoping for vanilla-flavored cake to smear on Caliente's bum elbow. This caused Frio pangs because Mattropolis filtered coffee through Seventeen Magazine advice column answers written nefariously.

Suddenly, evil persons attacked! "Murder! Murder!" shouted Ram Boy while ostriches matriculated at preschool delinquents with dilated fenceposts rips.

Elsewhere, Jem was skipping school buses over hill sides blooming onions.

Future King pranced vivaciously across Rickshaw's incredible tumescent knee injury, hoping Legion Tracker's trick truck might careen wildly toward Power Boy's cement pond sculpture.

Ajax the Super-Goat somersaulted off a large pumpernickel into boiling teakettles whistling for some taxis driving with broken turnips.

Invisible Brainiac flexed his pecs sexily causing several earthquakes to