I think it would be funny to make a sequal to the 1997 movie Liar Liar. Instead of being forced to tell the truth, I’m imagining some disney villain poisoning a citys water supply. And now they all have to sing everything. Every moment is a musical.
Mostly because you haven’t heard me sing. I was once offered an album deal, but then the CIA realized it was just cheaper to babysit some crying babies.
My plan is to make Amish funeral pie with extra orange zest to celebrate the day the human shitstain finally croaks on his gold toilet. I invite others to as well.
(Don’t let the raisins scare you, It’s actually a really tasty pie)
sounds pleasant to me. I’d love to wake up tomorrow and hear this giant turd shat himself to death and died on his golden toilet.
I’d do a little jig.
I might even sing. (but only if no one can hear me. World, you’re welcome for that.)
His death should become a national holiday
remind me… when is Ex-President’s day?
Do a little dance
Make a little love
Get down tonight
Get down tonight
Aww, we could do the most beautiful atonal duet
It’s not how I go looking for the notes…
… it’s how I find them. All of them.
I think it would be funny to make a sequal to the 1997 movie Liar Liar. Instead of being forced to tell the truth, I’m imagining some disney villain poisoning a citys water supply. And now they all have to sing everything. Every moment is a musical.
You would.
Mostly because you haven’t heard me sing. I was once offered an album deal, but then the CIA realized it was just cheaper to babysit some crying babies.
My plan is to make Amish funeral pie with extra orange zest to celebrate the day the human shitstain finally croaks on his gold toilet. I invite others to as well.
(Don’t let the raisins scare you, It’s actually a really tasty pie)