Ring around the rosie.
A pocket full of posie.
Ashes ashes, we all fall down.
Some people say that this poem is about the Black Death, the fourteenth-century plague that killed 100-million people...
Sadly, though, most experts think this is nonsense...
How can I be so sure about this rhyme when all the experts disagree?
Because I ate the kid who made it up.
Tag: nursery-rhymes peeps
It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.
Scott WesterfeldTag: life peeps scott-la scott-westerfeld
People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.
Scott WesterfeldTag: life peeps scott-la scott-westerfeld
I love my virginity to the apocalypse.
Scott WesterfeldTag: virginity apocalypse peeps scott-westerfeld
I'll tell him I astral-projected. Butt-head.
Scott WesterfeldTag: peeps scott-westerfeld
You know,' I called, 'you're the one that's going to have to explain to Max how you got your blender back.'
I'll tell him I astral-projected. Butt-head.
Tag: peeps scott-westerfeld
Dude, I just watched you climb up a f*cking building!-Lace
Scott WesterfeldTag: westerfeld peeps lace scott cal last-days
God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?!
Scott WesterfeldTag: peeps scott-westerfeld cal
Lace: "Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire?"
Cal: "Um, maybe?
Tag: peeps lace scott-westerfeld cal
New Rule: Someone must x-ray my stomach to see if the Peeps I ate on Easter are still in there, intact and completely undigested. And I'm not talking about this past Easter. I'm talking about the last time I celebrated Easter, in 1962.
Bill MaherPagina 1 di 1.
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