Still mild compared to Peter’s Shipoopi touchdown celebration. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5o8J7r72WU
What a candy-ass.
“Ode To A Small Lump Of Green Putty I Found In My Armpit One Midsummer Morning”
So, shouldn’t that be Aie, instead of Ouch?
Do imaginary children dream of surrogate sheep?
Now, there’s something you can’t un-see.
Purr, Purr, Purr, Purr-Ker Face.
If you want to keep decorated eggs, you poke small holes in each end, and blow the insides out. this keeps them from rotting. I think they mean to blow the contents of her skull out her ear.
That’s not a Crocodile, that’s an Alligator! Wrong snout and teeth.