I hate being cheered up.&nbsp

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  • I hate being cheered up.  It's depressing.
  • I hate you, you hate me, let's go out and kill Barney–with a 9 millimeter bullet to the head, lets tell Baby Bop Barney's dead
  • I hate you, you hate me, we're a dysfunctional family
  • I hated Barney before it was cool
  • I have a firm grip on reality–by the throat
  • I have a malformed public duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fiber and am therefore excused from saving universes
  • I have a mind like a steel sieve
  • I have a mind like a steel trap; whatever goes in gets crushed and mangled!
  • I have a plan so cunning, you could put a tail on it and call it a weasel!
  • I have a sheep. Do you have a rock?
  • I have a spelling checker.  It came with my PC.  It plainly marks for my revue mistakes I cannot sea.  I've run this poem threw it, I'm sure your pleased to no.  Its letter perfect in it's weigh–my checker tolled me sew.
  • I have a talent for idleness which is tragically wasted by my working here
  • I have an understanding with my local police–I have them outgunned, but they have me outnumbered
  • I have bungee fever and there's only one cure….BOING….
  • I have developed "Power Word Nuke".  Send me all your gold.
  • I have found a wonderful counterexample, but it won't fit in this universe –Fermat
  • I have many skills
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