where that big talking bowl of punch.
he would come crashing through your wall in your living room?
you wouldnt even know it!
"oh yeahh! oh yeahh! oh yeahh!"
and the little kids are all excited "yes!" "yes!"
then they would drink out of him after debree fell in his open dumb head.he would pour himself.
"oh yeahh! oh yeahh! oh yeahh!"
him and his crazy tights.
i dont like that. i dont like when juice wears tights.
its a horrible combination, a bowl of juice wearing tights.
im not drinking out of him, if that was me i'd be like no no no you fix that wall before my dad comes home from work. he's gonna beat me with a belt.
hes not gonna believe a talking bowl of fruit punch came in here.
you stupid idiot.
yea comming through the wall was real cool.
using the front door is cool.
dont touch me you drink. dont touch me you giant beverage.
you are sweating or condensating.
i will kick you in the tights and you will go down your very top heavy.
"OH YEAHH" "OHH NOOO!"
naughty naughty kool-aid.
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