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The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of
[quote="ok"]The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad occoured.
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad occoured.
"That
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad occoured.
"That was
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad occoured.
"That was close
The mouse ran away past the sleeping dragon. Suddenly, it heard a deep roar, which came from within the mysterious grotto. Cowering beneath the bushes, the mouse saw a huge, grey behemoth.
"Greetings, how would mouses squeak?" it said. "Like lions do?"
"Huh?" The awkward mouse could not think straight. "What do you mean? Lions don't like
squeaking!" the mouse shyly said.
"No, but my pastor says lions smell, sound and eat just like mice."
"Bullcrap! Lions roar, eat mice and fart disgustingly."
Later Kim, the Kardashian mouse awoke Toontown. It sounded Kanye-like, but was really high-pitched, like a kazoo. "The Kardashian family died," said Kim. "Trump fired them for squeaking."
"Huh?" said Jim the Hamster. "Why did they perish?"
"Because under Kanye's threat, the president would nuke Moscow and Kiev."
Meanwhile, the behemoth scratched behind his ears.
"Why are you so itchy?" the mouse asked.
"Squeaking is scratchy, my tail makes me giddy!" sang the behemoth, slurring drunkenly.
"Okay, Kim my friend warned me that Trump was dating Putin, so Kanye decided nuking Russia would cockblock their grandpappies."
"Who's Trump?"
"President of.."
"Huh?" the Behemoth slurred.
"Yeezy is comin', breh," said the rapper, smoking. Kanye West walked into a bush. He spoke slowly. "I have got to nuke some capitals."
"We can't destroy.."
"S**t!" cried the mouse, shock on his tiny face. The behemoth dropped unconscious, with a whiskey stain bigger than Russia's landmass.
The mouse erroneously thought that existentialism was the reason for cheesy events. So he pondered whether the behemoth was real.
Unknown circumstances caused Kim to lose her way and tell the police.
"Where's Waldo? My soldiers last saw him drinking prune juice with Kanye."
Meanwhile, the behemoth slept with one of the hottest dragons that ever squeaked, so nothing bad occoured.
"That was close", said
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