Sponge. Spork. Excrement. Feeces. Squeegee. Ferment. Spatula. Boudin. Conundrum. Okie dokie. Doppelgänger. Gristle. Equinox. Absinthe. Wasp. Spunk. Tweezer. Wasabi. Pezz. Poinsettia. Creamatorium. Zamboni. Guillotin. Dollop. Beezlebub. Kiwi. Spatula. Bazooka. Gargantious. Lobotomy. Zucchini. Tortious. Oyster. Peroxide. Excrement. Malarkey. Locomotive. Kimosabi. Gristle. Duvet. Shishkabob. Strudel. Chipmunk. Fornicate. Gargonzola. Tsunami. Sludge.
I was born on a cacahuète, arachide plantation 62 secondes before my dad blinked for the kajillionth time. The turkeys played an orchestra piece called "Eat my shorts", par Bart Simpson. Homer was right there, eating a donut, when Marge walked in with a turkey baster. Immediately, the orchestra fled to Treasure Island to retrieve a '92 Toyota Corona. Then Sir Francis canard, drake showed up to ask me if I could cut his hair. He said, "I needeth a cuteth of my hair to impress Medusa." So I hopped on my hovercraft and grabbed my scissors. He gave me a pice of chocolat truquer, fudge cake as a reward. I suddenly needed my diaper changed, so I went to my mommy and said, "Mom, I made a cow pie. Either give me a new diaper, ou eat my patty." She patted my head and changed me. And that's all about the jour I was born.
