I have blasted a hole in the floor of my basement in hopes of achieving something. This is a leaky proposal, I have learned, for the small family that lives below my house, beneath the earth. Now my juice, which I contain in barrels in said basement, flows down through the hole to the family below. Who could have foreseen this disaster, I don't know. I am experimenting with juice and its ability to leak out of old barrels when they are tipped over. I blasted a hole in the floor of my basement to test whether the juice would seep through to the family below. However, I had no idea they would be moistened in any way.
I have sent via overnight delivery a package of absorbable, disposable towels that are found in a roll and possess convenient, perforated edges, neatly subdividing what would otehrwise be an unwieldy, extremely long, narrow towel, good for practically nothing, I am quite sure.
I am just telling you what happened. That is what happened.
23 comments:
The soggy Trolls probably deserve it. Withhold the towels until they pay our debts.
Soggy troll family. Pay debts. Good thinking.
i am so puffy. my puffs are fiery.
Do your puffs glow pink like the sunset clouds through the window of a cheap hotel?
Are your puffies poofy or merely moist?
my puffs are like the sunset. they are dry, not moist, like this poor juice-drenched family.
Juice gets spilt; they must deal.
Give me the goods in my tush.
First on your tush a random smattering of spanks and jolts, then in your tush the goods.
ELECTRICITY
The trolls are waiting for my payment. They will have to keep waiting because I took their money and spent it on goods and services. Sorry about that.
Mountain man, again I come to you for advice. My jailers are going to me share my cell with a new troll. What can be done? Should I start hoarding juice to pour on the troll?
Gas, you are so elemental.
I WILL SEND YOU MY JUICE VIA MESSENGER. I WILL SEND YOU ALL THE JUICE I HAVE. That is a terrible emergency. You might want to get to work on it right away by buying as much juice as you can. Good luck to you.
I feel like a Marauder; I have marauded. I take hussies to remote villages and pillage their goods. They show me the stuff and I give it to them. Pagan Gallic rituals near cemeteries blaspheming the pious tow trucks dragging the hapless.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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If they are truly hussies then they deserve it.
It is not the hussies I am worried about; it is the hapless.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Trolls and the Hapless deserve worse. Spill their juice, hold back the towels...not even napkins.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I want to plunder with you.
You dudes should chill out.
Smoke a spliff or take a pill.
Yeah chill out on the hussies. But mess them Trolls up.
HAHAHA GAS. You are too clever for me. I am too slow on the uptake for your clever wit. I am just now laughing.
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