Org like rock. Not like cavewuhman. Org hit wuhman with rock, show wuhman Org
like rock more-er. Rock not work. Rock make wuhman like Org. Org not like rock.
Org not got a rock. Wuhman got a rock.
"Action! Thrills! Excitement! See what happens when a lonely woman meets a
neanderthal in 'So I Married a Caveman.' Coming to theaters near you. This movie
has not yet been rated."
"Silly rabbit! Treks are for Keds!"
"Ho ho ho. That's right, boys and girls of all ages, but especially the young, impressionable
ones who like rabbits and would buy anything marketed by one, Keds are the ideal
shoe for those long treks your parents always force you on. Have to go march to
look at some dumb waterfall? Just put on your Keds, apply the velcro, and you'll be
in such a blissful state you won't even notice fine print: the tongues of all Keds products are coated with
LSD end fine print the trip! That reminds me of another thing you won't notice. Keds are so
comfortable, if you wear them without socks you will scarcely know you're wearing
fine print: the wearing of Keds can cause the owner to fear trees end fine print shoes! So go make Mommy and
Daddy buy you some Keds today!"
"Dude. You're in college. And you're wearing Keds. Meanwhile. I can't stop.
Talking. Like William. Shatner."
"Save me! Save me from the mother fucking wooden bastards! - " " - Al Gore
has a brother?"
"Polyurethane! Prepare for varnishing, vile (some-assembly-required) furniture!
I hate redwoods! Mommy!"
"Dude, that polyurethane won't make the tree leaf you alone."
"I was just trying to make it varnish."
"I've always wanted to be invisible, wood you pass me some of that?"
"Don't try and sneak in the girl's locker room while you're invisible. You might
get some major mahagony."
"It's not even morning! Besides, I've only tried to sneak in there tree times."
"Yeah, but last time Cilia (Sylia) tried to kill you."
"Dude, there was no pun in that."
"Dude! Cilia! Like in a plant cell!"
"Sylia would never fit in at a plant sale. She just can't sell things with finesse."
"Heh heh, you mean florets."
"Dude!"
"Aw, leaf me alone."
"We already used leaf, dude."
"Damnit! The hunger is making my brain numb. I could use acorn on the cob."
"Hey, the tree is dead."
"Cool."
"So what was that about being hungry?"
"It's a common ailment in people my age at 12:20 pm."
"You might be interested in a meeting of the AHP, or Anonymous Hungry People."
"Not HPA?"
"Isn't that taken by the Hungarian Preservation Society?"
"I'd completely forgotten."
"Most hungry people forget all about Hungary."
"So how do you preserve Hungarians?"
"Uh... pickling?"
"Mmm. Pickles."
Org like pickles. Pickles better than rock. Org hit rock with pickle, show rock Org
like pickles more-er. Org not hit rock. Wuhman ran away with rock. Wuhman leave Org
all alone ... with pickles! Org like wuhman, wuhman nice to leave Org all alone with
pickles.
Just a reminder to all you fanboys out there that the hit computer game "Pickle Wars"
came out a mere 5 years ago, in 1996. Remember when Queen Vlastic came out of the shower
wearing nothing but three well-placed dills? Neither do I! That game sucked! You just shot
freakin' pickles with a freakin' salad shooter! Plus it was a 2d sidescroller! Can you
spell L-A-M-E?
Org like pickles. Org like war. Org not like fanboy. Org hit fanboy with rock!
"Dude, you just got hit by a rock!"
"No shit!"
"5ux2bu."
"570p fr34k!n' 741k!ng !n 1337. 0h h311."
"H3y, 7h!5 !5 r3411y w3!rd. 100k: 5(00b33 5n4k. F133z4h."
"47 13457 w3'r3 n07..."
"Y0d-31-14y-h33-h00 !"
"K!11 m3 n0w."
Org kill! Hit many time with rock! *WHACKTHUNK*
