Chapter 3: Pootis-Gottam-Rap
Professor Snape of jam land decided that the time to get bitches was nearing. "Scaramouche, Dean Kamen," Snape whispered to the ant colony under Tommy Weisu's armpit cavity. The ants began to boogie to funky gravity, until sixteen Nazis heil'd the Fuhrer who then began the chair massacre with a toilet. Only then could 99 sheeps of various sizes and flavors compete internationally. Or could they? Don't know much about Quantum Mechanics in this country so yes, Merasmus, quantum faeries exist. "Good joke mate" said, Tom Jones."Thanks m8" said Fresh Prince's Carelton as he furiously strapped himself to
Professor Snape of jam land decided that the time to get bitches was nearing. "Scaramouche, Dean Kamen," Snape whispered to the ant colony under Tommy Weisu's armpit cavity. The ants began to boogie to funky gravity, until sixteen Nazis heil'd the Fuhrer who then began the chair massacre with a toilet. Only then could 99 sheeps of various sizes and flavors compete internationally. Or could they? Don't know much about Quantum Mechanics in this country so yes, Merasmus, quantum faeries exist. "Good joke mate" said, Tom Jones."Thanks m8" said Fresh Prince's Carelton as he furiously strapped himself to