Dec 25, 2013
"Ohohooh, I didn't know anyone else could appreciate da finer points! Innat case, here's a lil somethin' somethin', from one connoisseur to anotha, see?" he handed him a paper bag with a little bow stuck to it. Inside was a red fuzzy.
The Fuzzy he just ate made him all dizzy and high. Every so often, one of his sentences was completely out of context.
With a slurred voice, he said “Oh my gosh. Look at that groovy bag, and the Beanish holding it. He looks cool. Rassle fracking arrgh.” He took the bag from Popple. “Thank ya. Merry Christmen.” He said before fainting.
