If you've been around me for any length of time, you would know how direct and to the point my very essence and soul is, you see, it is very clear, it's not like I would leave you a link and talk indirectly about some inside baseball.
Life is so awesome right now and I have absolutely nothing to complain about. Let me spell it out for you, ladies and gentlemen, there were some lions out there jumping on some sheep. Wow. They taste like chicken. Like yummy. Like that commercial from Wendy's, "Where's the beef?" Well, Frank, to be Frank, I would have to be you.
I applaud the story of the lion and the sheep. I'm so happy about what Fred The Imaginary Lion did in making sure the sheep didn't like Angelina Jolie nobody in dee hood. We applaud Fred for keeping Billy Breaker from being too creepy.
That's the cool thing about the Internet. See, that lion has a mustache and he is literally saving the whales and the models as well. It's not like the act of burning books is going to drive ninjas underground. Who do you think I am, a Bat, man? Like, a man, bat? Like what?
Speaking of bats and men alike, I'm hungry, where's the beef, and don't you talk no good about my grandma in this photo you hear? Yeah, no need to harass my granny with no creepy compliments, yeah. That's right, get back in your corner you Bloody Farmer. Huh, since when would farming be an insult lol?
