Yelling
"Stop yelling."
"You're making me yell, 'cause you're making me mad!"
"Stop yelling."
"You're making me yell, 'cause you're making me mad!"
Posted by Jonny G at 12:00 PM 0 comments
Labels: yelling
*fart*
"Eeeeewwwwww!"
"I think I pooed a little."
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Labels: poo
I'm All Original.
I'm the Genuine Article.
I'm a scrapbook collage
of pictures and clippings.
I'm a Paste-and-Paper Person,
in a Paste-and-Paper Crowd.
Posted by Jonny G at 12:00 PM 0 comments
I had a job down at the toy factory. You know the one, in the Industrial Park, behind the Parmesan cheese plant.
I was working in Quality Assurance--they put me on the Tickle-Me Elmo line. I had to tickle every tenth Elmo to make sure he's ticklish.
Anyway, my finger ended up getting all misshapen and bloated, after touching so many Tickle-Me Elmos, so I went to the company doctor to have it checked out.
He said he'd seen that a lot, around the factory.
Apparently I have test tickler cancer.
Posted by Jonny G at 12:00 PM 0 comments
Labels: cancer, menial jobs
The Smell of stinky feet clings to me.
People are staring as I pass them,
Pointing and holding their noses.
Oh, like they've never worn Parmesan cheese.
Posted by Jonny G at 12:00 PM 1 comments
Labels: Parmesan cheese
Jvtkzn-egrtr egh gxz.
If you don't have anything to say,
resort to gibberish,
or coded messages
(that are equally meaningless,
once they are deciphered).
Posted by Jonny G at 12:00 PM 2 comments
Labels: secret code 2
Zit jxoea wkgvf ygx pxdhtr gctk zit sqmn rgu'l wqea.
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Labels: secret code 2