Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Wait, wait, ha ha ha, I'm craz...I'm crazy man

I suffer from. The scruples in which I portray does'nt equal intergalactic. I dont appreciate humanoids accusing me of ammusing ! The main course will be a various mix compliments of Lig Bots. Oh yeah, I forgot. I have been diagnosed with Anablephobia. This is the fear of looking up. Here is a picutre of me-ow looking up in which I am fearcely afraid of.

Maybe a better description would be snarling owl babies who are afraid to look horizontaly. In this case...

4 comments:

kevin the jerk said...

Coping is neat. Under the cork tree stands a graduation device made of beetle kumquats. Jakethy wants the recipe for that anablephobia pancake. I can't overevaluate gaming shoes and perpetuated grove tinkling.

stappage said...

lets forgive the fact that

stappage said...

Galnootia bainbridge hanches operate procusely Mr Middlebrooks. Fragrant arrays mystify Chaldians and evetually Aztec meat hook designers.

kevin the jerk said...

Tove banges are galled by flunt packages. Give the garment to. Voluptuous turtles can't go to chuck e cheese on Earth Day.