Hey this looks chewy!
Surprisingly crunchy vs. looks hard but is so soft (I like these rice krispy treats)
That isn’t supposed to be in here. Bones can be broke down, but who wants to work that hard.
No work at all here – pass on by in an orderly fashion, thank you. Thanks inventor of drinks.
Who the hell cranked the heat? I’m hot. Bet that hurts, huh tongue?
It’s really fucking cold in here. Can’t you feel me poking your brain with a stick to let you know?
Is that coffee the shit that keeps making me darker? Not an attractive look for me.
Tongue is an arrogant asshole. He’s all like “At least I get to taste”. I do all the work and he gets to sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor.
I like it when Tongue gets lazy and I “accidently” chomp him.
Thankfully we have that hole in back to put all the stuff I destroy.
Sometimes things come back out. Thankfully it’s already soft and I don’t have to do anything.
Fuck you tongue. Paybacks are a bitch. “At least you get to taste!” I mockingly shout.
Awww man! That shit gets stuck between us. What fuck-head thought that celery should be eaten?
Just say no to popcorn balls.
Who is that bitch with the really sharp metal object in her hand? Stay the fuck away from me. HEEELLLLPPP!
I don’t know why but we get a lot of those little chicken wings coming our way! I mean A LOT!
I wish I looked like the canine’s canines!
I hear that Meth mouth stuff is over in the next county! I hope it doesn’t come here.
After a good Scope bath I feel clean for like 10 maybe 30 seconds before this asshole throws more of the coffee paint on me.
Signed,
Bob “First” Molar
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