a mix of mixes

I’ll see your twenty-five and raise you a stomach ache, chump. You think you own this team? This team climbs to reach my heels and I keep them there. My nightmare is just a dream that is more hollywood. People need to listen to my dad, because people need to get out of new york in one piece. I’ve been driving for six hours to get some chicken. Get out of my way. Buffalo soldier in the heart of America. Hey, don’t you want to check whats in my cargo shorts? I’ve got some of the last jellybeans on earth. When’s the last time you’ve seen the sun? Monday? I know how how much these corgis mean to you, but we’re moving to India, we’re going to have to sell them to the Queen of England. She offered to let my dad out of jail and give him his knighthood back. Can you imagine? Then we can afford cloud mountain: the world’s first fully-automated smoker upper.Michael has a restaurant that everybody hates but eats there anyway, because they think there is gold underneath the floorboards. There used to be a sick arcade, but then two b-boys got in a scuffle that ended with a blade in a temple. Really gooey stuff, like if you shot a frozen red paintball at a bottle of grenadine anhad taped ketchup packets to the bottle and poised the bottle on a box of red water ballons (stupid biddy must have left them on the king’s chair)