The anal retentive monkeys caught me searching the quokka in the woods and they took me to receive anal instructions.. and a butt plug...
but anyway... Spoon dogs found me screaming in a parking lot for squirrel pickins, where I was introduced to their leader: a ten foot tall cow with eighteen tits. We sparred before jumping over trees in tiny huts with silly jack-o-lanterns. I couldn't stop laughing at the mushroom with the green dingleberry. I was shunned for meeting asinine poop, after I told the salad chasers about domionless characters.
THAT is the real story of how I found wotmania
Bonded to SilverWarder
Me: Why is Danny Gokey making that heart signal? Does he love me like Jesus loves me?
Mr. rebel: Yeah, fictionally.