by the way, I also made you a cake because I am sorry about your lung going missing
wait whoops, that was next week- I mean…
look just forget I said anything, okay?
To be fair, you can make a killing selling liver on the black market, and you can live with half. That’s my get-myself-out-of-debt strategy
I thought the burger was going to have been made from his liver… but this works too!
Nothing to cheer you up over a lost liver then a cheeseburger!!!!
And thus ends the case of the missing (or not) liver.
funny how copernicus’s liver is fine, considering he died, like what, three times already.
I luv my liver.
The order was: a) sell hamburger b) steal liver c) THEN feed liver to Copernicus. Wait, what?
to do lists, fletcher, to do lists trust me, they help you get organised in times like these
I would’ve posted this earlier if my hands hadn’t mysteriously gone missing. That reminds me, has anyone seen my feet? Last place I left them was attached to my legs, but they haven’t been there since I left my door open last night.
How the hell are you typing!!! ^
Using blinking morse code, I’ve taught my pet sky whale to type for me.
You could say that request was
*glasses*
hard to swallow!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH
If the burger was Copernicus’ lung, then it should be called a Burgernicus!
yay first person to comment in 2013!
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To be fair, you can make a killing selling liver on the black market, and you can live with half. That’s my get-myself-out-of-debt strategy
I thought the burger was going to have been made from his liver… but this works too!
Nothing to cheer you up over a lost liver then a cheeseburger!!!!
And thus ends the case of the missing (or not) liver.
funny how copernicus’s liver is fine, considering he died, like what, three times already.
I luv my liver.
The order was:
a) sell hamburger
b) steal liver
c) THEN feed liver to Copernicus.
Wait, what?
to do lists, fletcher, to do lists
trust me, they help you get organised in times like these
I would’ve posted this earlier if my hands hadn’t mysteriously gone missing. That reminds me, has anyone seen my feet? Last place I left them was attached to my legs, but they haven’t been there since I left my door open last night.
How the hell are you typing!!! ^
Using blinking morse code, I’ve taught my pet sky whale to type for me.
You could say that request was
*glasses*
hard to swallow!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH
If the burger was Copernicus’ lung, then it should be called a Burgernicus!
yay first person to comment in 2013!