I'm not a fan of toe-licking. $20??!!! I could...buy some shrimp from Capt. Jim's with that much. Die-uh-frag-um? I'm confuzzled, love.
You may. In fact, if everyone pitched in $10 and a can of Cheerwine at least, I bet we could all get a little action AND food.
I don't even have ten dollars. Unless you want Monopoly money. I have an old $2 bill from when I was about 6... They stopped making them..
I live in my own continent. It's actually and island continent. Like Australia. Ramen Island, remember? I'm one hot flavour packet. :H
It's not George......... No, I can't show it to you on a map, because one of you bastards made it up for me. I have a feeling it was Naykid Ape too. By the way, NAYKID APE HAS A VAGINA. Java Bat Fruit Moon.
I'll have you all know that Ramen Island is just as real as my own little island kingdom of Bongloadia. In fact our economys are intredependant; Both Islands are predominantly pasta-farian. We Bonglodians get our ramen and pasta from the fertile pasta feilds and lush ramenberry bushes of Ramen Island, and they in turn get their sacred herb and spices from Bonglodia (as well as the tangy and mildly hullucinagenic berrys of the sacred Bongo Berry bushes that bloom here every April 20th). When the world as we know it ends all the young hippys and denizens of random thoughts (except for the ones we don't like, they'll have to swim along side) will get in a big boat and come live on one or the other of these little tropical paradises forever and ever and repopulate the earth (according to the phrophecys in the book of St. Anchovie of Pesto). and I will be the King of Bonglodia and Meg will be the Queen of the Ramenites and sometimes we'll have wars with bongo berry shooters and ramen bombs just to keep from getting bored but mostly we'll all just chill and make music and little Bonglodians and Ramenites and occasionally hemp jewelry. Glad I could clear that up.