The I Believe You or I Don't beleive You Game!

Who the fuck is aunt sally you mean.

 

That's because we wanted to play laser tag inside you.

 

You are talking.

I am an enormous sculpture of platinum-metal sounds.

 

I believe you...


I'm non-human with a dash of hair...

 

I believe you...

I am really a trendy soccer mom who drives a minivan...

 

I don't beleive you!

I have a slightly sore head today.

 

I believe you...

I'm really a tranny hippo...


edit-had to fix...

 

I actually believe you!

I am force feeding myself a spinach and cheese omelet.

 

Now that's a bit hard to believe, cheese and spinach omelet, pfft, yeah right, there's no such thing...I don't believe you...

I'm your alias...

 

I don't believe you because you are my alias...

I have a Papa Smurf fetish...

 

Haha...I believe that fo sho'!

I daydream about mitten's smurf fetish while I pluck my ass hair...

 

I was in a tornado 3 years ago. i was hugging a tree hanging on for dear life while watching other full size pines flying through the air and crashing into other pines and knocking them over. I made it through but was shook up pretty bad.

 

i believe it

 

Tom Hanks has ben to my house.

 

I believe you (cause he came to mine too but clogged my toilet with his crap *badda-bing-badda-boom!)

I'm nice and a good person...

 

bullshit! you're not a person...


i'm eating a bologna sandwich

 

I believe that because you use to be the spokesperson who would sing the Oscar Meyer song for Bologna...

I'm smelling my hair...

 

I believe you, cause you are always smelling something

I got a letter from George Bush.

 

Haha..

I don't believe it, Bush can't even spell "letters"...

I cut my finger yesterday and it bled for 3 hours...

 

I blieve you. I have butterflies in my stomach.