A pair of pants
Terrible Underwater Breathing Apparatus
Edit: good lord, I didnβt know someone else posted this previously. I thought it was funny as heck and my kids rolled their eyes when I told it SO THERE.
Smells like teen spirit
Inspire before you expire.
I would die without it.
Charasthmatic
It wouldn't be very long, but I could do it.
...surely you've heard of the "dragon drop" interface.
He was training all day.
Super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis
Guerrilla TicTacs.
There's no Windows.
Experimints
I told them they were just being shellfish.
I teared up, after all these years she still doesn't know my name is David.
In-prison-mint.
Now when I talk I have a weird axe scent
Ornamints.
Just kidding, made you smile :)
Who Knows.
She filled a cup of water placed it on her head and began to violently and rapidly breathe in and out. The force is strong with her.
I call it the: Measure Mint
A super calloused fragile mystic hexed with halitosis (edited, thanks kind friends for the correction!)
Haha, I made you smile.
Hamburg-air
Because he was a neck-romancer.
I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that Gandhi was a super fragile, calloused mystic suffering from halitosis.
Super Calloused Fragile Mystic Plagued with Halitosis.
In medieval times, people were named Lance a lot
Ex-spearmints
BREATHE! JUST BREATHE!
Ofcourse it does! With my salary I can't afford any Champagne!
CocaINe, cocaOUTe
She really should wear less perfume.
In a quote she said "The super color fragile lipstick gives me halitosis".
I wonder when it will air.
"Sacramentos."
They crept in. It was pitch black and stone quiet. They were suddenly starting to regret this dare. Stupidly, only one brought a flash light. The aggressive darkness and inky black yielded with grudging compliance but always seeming to push back. They moved cautiously onward amid the dust and cobwebs. The floor creaked. They breathed in tight, quick breaths. You could hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, there was a deep moan. "OOOOOOOOUUUUU". It seemed from below them. The house had been abandoned for years. Who or what could make such a sound? The boys looked at each other, but continued on, hearts pounding in their chests.
As they proceeded into the kitchen they encountered a swarm of flies. Buzzing and beating their necks and faces, they rushed and stumbled to the door, not stopping to see what they were truly feasting on. They slammed the door behind them. Maybe a body? But no way were they going back to find out. And again came the sound, "ooooOOOOOooooOOUUU" but louder this time, and closer.
They proceeded through the dark into the dining room. They saw a fully set dining table covered in cob webs. Dust-covered regal-looking glasses, goblets and silverware adorned the table. Spiders climbed on ivory plates. Clearly a house of privilege and set for a grand feast which never happened.
Or, perhaps, met a fatal end?
They pushed on. But again that unearthly howl.
"oooooOOOOOOOOOOOUuuuuUUUUuuUUOOOOooo".
They found the basement staircase, and from below, the sounds seemed to be emanating. Could they proceed? Would they? Did they dare? Two of the boys looked at each other, faces filled with worry.
But the third said, confidently, "We're going down there." Not wanting to seem the weaker, the other two boys steeled themselves and nodded.
The stairs creaked and groaned evily under their feet. The rickety banister shook in angry defiance. Insects and vermin scattered underneath them with every step. They were descending into hell, they knew, but none would turn back.
And the sound: "oOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUuuuuUUOOOO". Now loud enough to fill not only their heads but seeming to claw at their very souls!
Now at the basement door! The antique, crying squeak of the hinges eeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEee made the boys wince and almost cover their ears. But they had to know. WHAT is making that horrible, terrible sound?
"ooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUoooooUUUUUUUOOOOOOO"
In the center of the basement lay an unholy coffin! A twisted artistic expression of murder, decay and
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For Terrible Underwater Breathing Apparatus
This made him a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Edit: I do now realize I misspelled Gandhi. I cannot edit the title, just know that I see it and am sorry.
This made him, A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Breathe, damn it! Breathe!
This made him, A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
Edit: Wow! Didn't expect this big reaction! Thanks for the silver! Edit 2: And gold!? Thanks again! :)
"Breathe damn it, breathe!"
