I want to go home.

I want to go home.

Day-o dayayaya-o. Daylight come & me wanna go home. Work all night and drink red bull. Daylight come & me wanna go home. Fold stories til morning come. Daylight come & me wanna go

home. Come, Mister SlimWhitman, tally me GreenBanana (Daylight come and me wanna go home) Come, Mister BuddyBoy tally me CrazyBananas (Daylight come and me wanna go home) Lift

, me put you inna jail if you a troll or a spammer (Daylight come & me wanna go fold). Now it's one fold, Chaz fold, BlastedHeath fold too (Daylight come and me wanna Fold & Pass).

Me wanna Fold & Pass, before the Sun goe daun. Take a pen and wraite to tha screen, write a story of random joy. Here I is. Thinking of ideas to come to mai mind but it is

herd. Vurry herd. Me puts me tinking cap on & comes up wid nuting. Joy. My dishwashing soap, it smeels like limons. Vurry nice. Make me tink of da Florida boyz. In Florida. Me fold

in char snepped win I leaned back too furr. Oopsie dus dit! The soapsuds half me slidin all eeround de plays. Da Florida boyz err laffin thurr affses off whan all dee sudden

Ize de spize an uppin windose. Den uppsie daissee oust I go! Imz a flingin in der free fall but catchim clothez line. Da Florida boyz makin' wit the shooters. Ka-pee! Ka-Pee!

On he babbled - I could take it no longer. I snatched the saber from the Emperor's throne, ignited it mid-air as I launched myself at him, letting my hatred for Darth Binks flow.