TPAM needs to stop thinking up reasons to die. Jimmy Choo doesnt make a size for ghosts!!
Dood.
Doodle doodle dum
(did i mention i started drinking?)
I can't help it. I made a commitment to myself, to provide myself entertainment by doing things that results in you being cringingly mortified.
And I'm just not a quitter.
You LET me have the pickle?
Now you're just jerkin' mah gherkin.
Stop distracting me. I have threads to bump
So I just figured out why you've been tryin' to push me out into the road. You want my shoes!
Tweedle dee, tweedle dum - why aren't you sharin' the damned rum?!
(Consider me envious. I'd go up to the store, but I don't feel comfortable takin' you for a walk at the moment )
Bah. I think you're just tryin' to get me all wound up cause you miss bein' glared at.