Supersalycalidisiousexpealidosous. Just because

Supersalycalidisiousexpealidosous. Just because a horses ass is something quite enormous. Supersalycalidisiousexpealidosous. I know her ass is just as big, butt I adore it

because the size of her big mud flaps made her anus look so tiny. A horse's ass has the same effect which is why I make saddles, the only problem is

saddle bags. There's just no way to cover THEM up, is there? I mean, i LOVE saddle bags. Coincidentally, i also like salad bags. You can mix everything together all at once and

then coat it in Ranch! Everything is better with Ranch. That's what my catchphrase used to be, until Peter Kerosene decided to challenge me. One thing that is NOT better with Ranch

is Fried Eggs with Jam or Pizza. I love fried eggs with pizza or jam with ranch. However, he pwned my face and screamed "NO RANCH BETTER LIFE YES RANCH WORST LIFE" I dunno what the

and dashed into the clean and brightly-lit alleyway. I expected to run into a gang of thugs, but there was only a group of little girls playing hop-scotch and jumping rope.

Suddenly, the playing stopped. The jump rope fell to the ground. The girls turned in unison and silently stared at me. The youngest one in curls pointed her finger and screamed, "

ALICE!!!THERE’S PERVERT IN OUR DRIVEWAY AND IT’S NOT COUSIN OLIVER! Alice ran out swinging a rolling pin but it got caught in her apron, so I held my ground. That is, until Bobby

came out swinging something much more phallic, which did in point of fact, turn out to be a phallus. The ensuing swordfight in the driveway was neither elegant nor expedient. I won