Thanks a lot. Now it’s stuck on that haunted house.
I heard a witch lives there.
I heard a Frankenstein lives there.
You guys are way off. It’s a secret lab where they take the brains out of zombies and put them in the heads of other zombies to create a race of super-zombies.
"And now, the scraping off of the pudding. Isn't she beautiful, scraping off the pudding with the grace of a butterfly. She rubs the pudding on her face, the prince now attempting to remove one of the princess's arms. As is, of course, the tradition. The princess screaming with pain, everyone watching with anticipation. *crack!* And the arm is off! Things are back to normal here in Canada. Time-honored traditions are once again— Yes, the prince is sticking the princess's arm up his ***. There it goes, he's really making a good go of it. What a glorious day for Canada, and therefore, of course, the world."
"There's still enough pretty color left for one of us to slide down the magical rainbow bridge! Wow! There wasn't a single manly word in that sentence!"
“Hey, cool lid.”
“What did he say?”
“Funzie likes Milo’s bucket. And he’s way cool.”
“I’ll be in my office.”
*Funzie enters boys room backwards with both thumbs up*
“Hey-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeereeeee!”
“Why do we think he’s cool again?”