The Drewbie and Farris Page!!!
Hello. This is retarded. But you guessed as much. We made this very early in the morning when we were both incredibly tired and incredibly high on no sleep. No, we don't do drugs. Those are bad. I am color-coded as RED and Drewbie is color-coded as GREEN. So there you have it.
Hello and welcome to the most random thing that will ever come into the retinal areas of your head!
Chickens. Named Bernard.
I thought that the chicken was not a chicken; rather it was a rabid monkey-cow that has nuclear capabilities that was named Bernard.
I am desperately in love with a man named Sally (Jessica Sheets). There. That didn't make any sense at all.
I think I would agree that we are the biggest retards on the face of the earth. It is 3:23 AM and we have received NO SLEEP...two guys, no sleep, Dr. Pepper, movies with thumbs in them, kettle corn, and other very dangerous things are very dangerous. Steer clearing of them. Yes, that was intended to not make sense. Actually, it was just a typo I decided to keep.
I'm out of retardedness for right now.
And then the headless cow named Geranium went around TPing peoples' homes. It stopped in Edmond to visit our dear FRIEND...(ha)...Jessica. So yes. She got TPed. And we laughed. Because we are controlling the headless cow named Geranium that went around TPing peoples' homes...
Does this bra make my face look big?
...with our terrible mind-powers that spring from the terrible fumes of Dr. Pepper and flatulence. Wow. That was insanely unnecessary. As Drewbie would make fun of me for saying, I will go KILL MYSELF now.
I don't know, man. Stop asking me to say retarded things.
And when the miniscule chicken had gone to roost, it found that all of its butt-feathers had been stolen to make a hat for the richest woman in the world...JESSICA'S MOM!!! Oh wait...I mean, the butt-feathers had been stolen to make a hat for the...the...hottest woman in the world...BAILEE TIDWELL! Wait...I don't know. She IS really hot though.
I think Mona Lisa is HOTT!!!
And when Billy the Kid had come down from the Eiffel Tower, the gigantic squid-type thing got off of Adam's face and discontinued its tremendous suck-faceage.
I taught my chicken how to sow. I don't know. Chickens. That's good.
So Flatulena, the smelliest woman ever, came back to Fart-Boy, her long lost lover. They made beautiful music together and had very healthy hearts. ..."Beans, Beans, they're good for your heart; the more you eat the more you..."
I don't know.
MASTICATE!!! No, that is not like what you were thinking. That is a smart and intelligent word for "chewing".
James is a huge moron. Of coolness. WINK WINK.
And so the homosexual fat man went back into the bar and told another, "And so a fat man went into a bar..." joke. But he was shot meliciously through the throat, but he sure lived to tell about it.
I think it is time for this page to end.
Oh really? It is only beginning! MUAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hate it when you laugh like that.
When Sally returned from the Beauty Shop, she found that her entire village had been swept up and eaten by a ferocious dragon. Calling upon the help of BRAVE KNIGHT GILIAD...
You're stories are retarded and don't make any sense. And who the heck is Brave Knight Gilliad?
You're MOM is retarded and doesn't make any sense! Check out Brave Knight Giliad stories at my website.
Ummm.... Umm.... Stop typing everything I say.
"Well then! I guess you will just have to kiss this lovely thing goodbye!" said the butler as he stole the priceless banana from his freakin' owner, a monkey-cow who is radioactive named Bernard.
Bananas remind me of Sarah Michelle Gellar.
And for some reason this page was cut to a direct end. Sorry to ruin all your fun.
THE END.
Or is it?
MUAH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!
2003(c)Retarded Farris...and Retarded Drewbie Too