So did you all remember to bring carry your towels with you today?
Sarah forgot hers. I guess she's just not a hoopy frood.
I found a great link that will allow you to create your very own Vorgon poem. Here's mine:
See, see the sickly sky
Marvel at its big tangerine depths.
Tell me, bryan do you
Wonder why the aardvark ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel icky.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your ***** facial growth
That looks like
A butter.
What's more, it knows
Your intercourse potting shed
Smells of snot.
Everything under the big sickly sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm dog doos.
1 comment:
I'm going to have to work on my hoopiness.
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