All disapproval, all the time.
Disapproved of by
Oh, my, Mr. B! I would love to have you come to my house each morning and wake me up! How much would you charge to be my alarm clock? I love you!
fear is quite the motivator!
EEEKKK! The RedEye of Disapproval comes to me in my sleep! Wake up! Wake up!
Oh God... Hot coffee through the nose. It burns, it burns! Mr. B, you are hi-larious!
Mr. B thinks that perhaps if he gets close enough, he can find our brains. He's had no luck so far.
@J2buns: that's because he's clearly a zombie bunn who's successfully sucked the grey pate out through a straw! (admittedly; there was only a teensy amount) Mr. B; the o'l stink eye pink eye of disapproval is working!
I am now ....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjPjysB89vMDon't have too many Carrotinis, Mr. B!I just posted this same link to my Facebook, cos it's Friday evening and now I can finally have a DRINK!!! I disapprove of Mondays to Thursdays for this reason.Chin chin, Mr. B!
I'll never sleep again!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!::can't sleep, buns will eat me...can't sleep, buns will eat me...::
if i rub your ears can i get another 10 minutes?
I am now!Twink!
@Stacy: Of course he had to bang our heads on the floor repeatedly to get our brains broken up enough to go through the straw. Since our brains were already pretty mushy, it wasn't difficult.
Mr. B -- You scared our mom! She's STILL in convulsions...
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