Perhaps the most volitile art gallery on this side of the Western Hemisphere. Don't let any of that canvas touch water; The results could be catastrophic.
Ah, the good ol' days...a time where petty larceny was as common as water, when every teenager listened to Tom Sawyer by Rush, and everyone had their own set of giant, yellow earphones. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it.
Do I have to call him the Nannerpuss? I'd prefer the name Robert Denmark or Iscariot Blackman, but not something that begins with an N and ends with an S and means something yellow with tentacle-flaps!
Ahem, excuse me, sir. I do believe you have something that any individual body with eyes and ears could easily refer to as the undoubtable misplacement of an apostrophe that could be summed up to match other faults of...how should I put this..."Epic" proportions?
Also, dear Godscorcher.
You've gained.
Hey, I remember this! I was there when it came out, two years ago! Well, ya know what? You youngsters have no idea how funny it was back then! The musical remix of the pizzone commercial was perfection incarnate! And now you've ruined it with your pippin' and your poppin'! Damn kids and yer garbage dump musical tastes!
I spy a lemon wedge, he tells me that I'm in need of some
Mor-A-Ci-Al Ways.
And then I see the sky, it looks down and screams,
Don't Go-A This Way!
And what might you, O racist, say about this,
"Ya, U R so Ghey!"
Obviously.
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