lets start a little cleaner than where we ended, OK?
the game starts. Suddenly Ralek enters, strutting in his pair of mail-in Boxer shorts. He bounces and shadow boxes for a moment. Suddenly, Johnny Bravo enters in, runs his hand through his hair. He looks to Ralek, grins and says,…
“If I knew then what I know now, I would have killed him.”
and then?
no and then!
and then?
no and then!
and then?
no and then!
and then?
no and then!
annnnnnnnnnd thennnnnnnnnnn?
IF YOU SAY AND THEN ONE MORE TIME I’M GOING TO COME IN THERE AND KILL YOU!!!
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andthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthenandthen?
Jeez, Now I’m sorry I started this. I think this is copyright infringement, no?
Most actions of men can be explained by observing a pack of dogs. Not wild dogs, just neighborhood dogs who all scurry under the fence on the same night and set off together to reclaim a glimmer of the glory their species possessed before domestication.