PICTURE STORY OF MY CHRISTMAS SEASON!
*WARNING: LONG PICTORIAL STORY*
My Christmas season had been not that happy. I had a lot of classes, and I think I heard a story about a puppy being run over last week.
Then the mail came. Great, bill, bill, bill... what's this?
For me? FROM I-MOCKERY?!
Could this bee the thing that turns my season, nay, my LIFE around?
Body crayons, a freaky mouth, and SEX ED GUM?! I WAS RIGHT!
Eh? A note? From RoG?! I feel honored! Wait, what's it say there?
Wait, why would RoG want to see me...
Oh, wait. Yeah.
Let's try the crayons, first...
Could I be a model you guys?
See, like, I'm such a pimp, I like this one girl, but then there's this other girl, and I'M SO OUTRAGEOUS THAT I ALSO MIGHT LIKE PENIS!
There's the sex gum. No boner yet...
But I did get the uncontrollable urge to make out with that freaky little thingamafuck.
But how to combine these all together? Well, this one's for you, RoG. You asked for it...
Blame RoG for that display of flesh. Not me.
Even with all this goodness, I was still sad. I thought of the puppy again.
But wait, wasn't there something I missed?
It seems that there's something underneath...
YES! THERE IT IS! MY HOLIDAY SALVATION!!!
Now THAT'S truth in advertising!
Oh, and RoG, I don't think popcorn travels very well in the mail. It's all stale.