About Sheebah!!!

Sheebah's Famous Concocted Quotes
"Outside people when they see me are like 'what in the world is he doing?' Then AC people answer, 'Oh, that's just Sheebah. we don't ask "Why?" but rather "Why not?"'"
"Soy un mono barato" (Spanish for "I am a cheap monkey")
"Soy el conquistador barato" (Spanish for "I am the cheap conqueror")
"Soy una vaca achagado." (Spanish for "I am a squatting heifer.")
"Spanish and women are very similar: both are complicated and unpredictable."
"Life is like a bundle of monkeys, you just got to know which one to scratch."
"I am going to hunt you down and kill you until you die!"
"Imitation is the highest form of flatulence."
"I am no longer a spastic cow, usually jumping around in the air."
"Stop trying to stop the unstoppable!"
"I'm all green inside."
"Does a platapus go through PMS?"
"To suit the best of all worlds, lets just say men evolved from Monkeys and women were created by God."
"Does a man think most with his penis, stomach, or mind. Lets narrow our choices down and say, 'Does a man think more with his penis or his stomach?'"
"When God cursed Human-kind with PMS, was the curse towards men or women?"
"Whore-ville called, they want their skanks back."

I am no racist!!
If we have to call different people special things then I demand to be called a "German-American" and if you call me anything else I will sue you under the grounds of racism and my special organization will make sure you never live to see another happy day, they're name is the "NAAGP." (National Association for the Advancement of Germanic People)

My Own Mathematical Equation
As I have questioned before, "When God cursed Human-kind with PMS, was the curse towards men or women?" Well, the answer to this question is simple, "It was a product of sin," is how my friend Jessica Jaindl reported. After extensive research on the subject matter I have come up with a mathematical equation which supports Ms. Jaindl's claim.
   Sin (XX + XY) = PMS

I Died Once
I died once. Santa Claus found me lying on the living room floor, dead. My mind had turned to jello, and so the doctors opened up my head and put it in a blender and mixed it together and then froze it and then put it back in my head. Now, everynight I have to take out my brain and put it in the freezer overnight. When I wake up, I have to put it back in again.