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Post by Siana Blackwood on Oct 9, 2012 7:19:15 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon
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Post by marielaurent2223 on Oct 9, 2012 11:35:22 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating
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Post by Darkshines on Oct 15, 2012 17:19:44 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down
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Post by nanogeekette on Oct 15, 2012 18:47:41 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in
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Post by Siana Blackwood on Oct 15, 2012 23:59:44 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato
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Post by Darkshines on Oct 16, 2012 10:57:17 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
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Post by Agent Double Oh Zero on Oct 16, 2012 13:37:44 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness
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Post by marielaurent2223 on Oct 16, 2012 15:02:49 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the
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Post by Siana Blackwood on Oct 17, 2012 8:51:02 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity
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Post by marielaurent2223 on Oct 17, 2012 12:02:24 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of
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Post by nanogeekette on Oct 20, 2012 21:30:52 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of my
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Post by marielaurent2223 on Oct 21, 2012 8:34:11 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of my mind
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Post by Siana Blackwood on Oct 22, 2012 7:54:20 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of my mind covered
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Post by marielaurent2223 on Oct 22, 2012 8:32:25 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of my mind covered by
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Post by Siana Blackwood on Oct 23, 2012 1:19:11 GMT -5
Chickens are evil. There is a story in Sheepland where hundreds of chickens are really in the house. Pheasants can never have any feathers after they eat bread, because they lost the battle against the chickens. Every time the pheasants marched across Sheepland the chickens are dancing in crimson robes.
The flatulent rabbits hopped sideways, as chicken invaders advanced menacingly towards them. Horrible sheep with hooves made of steel that clattered against stone pavement advanced in formation to prepare for an all-out battle. Yellow brick walls were suddenly opened to a road that can magically eat a chicken which gives the life of utter solitude where no chicken dares to tread. Murderous corncobs spin in insane ways, boggling the thought of many different species.
Scientists expect to make no promises unless there is a balloon floating upside-down in tomato juice.
Witness the insanity of my mind covered by honey
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