Snoopers Hip Hop Hoedown

... Get out! 

So anyway, I was talking to your mother the other day and she said she didn't love you anymore. It was really sad because she said you were adopted too and that I wasn't supposed to tell you but I guess it's too late to not tell you because you're reading this page. I'm really sorry...

 

Honestly...

 

I do care... Slightly...

 

But anyway, back to business, the sheep are fine and the wheat is crying so the babies and the planes are dancing and not behaving. It's a very emotional theme, it's a lockjaw dream, it's like pancakes on a Sunday when you just quit smoking. But how would I know what that's like? Because i'm stupid and i've asked people...

 

No seriously I did ask and got some quite random responses, also i'd like to profess my love to a certain person, um your mother. I just can't get her out of my mind. And my mind is in the gutter. So technically your mum is in the gutter and the gutter is dirty. Did she die or something? The penguins must have gotten to her, I can understand that.

 


Anyway, I bid you farewell and GET OUT!