FartKnockers Bumb Bumb

This hyar is whut happens when yo' leave me alone wif mahse'f an' a postible website idea. Yo' git...this..thin'. Thin' sums it up purdy nicely eff'n yo' ax me. No'mally, ah w'd waste mah time on other thin's

Now ah's a-gonna speak on thin's yo' kin expext/not speck. Fust off, speck th' unspecked, cuss it all t' tarnation. Yo' kin nevah pow'ful predick mah patterns ¬¬'. Dont look fo' pow'ful right fine thin's, o' pow'ful funny thin's. Wait, look fo' th' funny. On account o' ah's funny. An' ah's sexy. So Im Grood, cuss it all t' tarnation. ah mean Great. An' Good, cuss it all t' tarnation. Good an' Great. Speck th' unspecked, on account o' yo' nevah knows when yo' may inter THE TWILIGHT ZONE *oo-wee-oo-wee-ooo-wee-ooooo*

So by now yer reckonin' whuffo' yer still readin' this. YOU KNOW WHAT! Fry mah hide!? ah DONT FRICKIN KNOW! Fry mah hide! But ah's still sexy. 'Dya knows thet shark's kin't git enny diseases, even Kincer? Betcha didn't. HA! Fry mah hide! Thar's yer flaw. Yo' reckon yer superio'. Wal yer not. An' ah's not say ah's. Also, t'lissen t'th' moosic, yo' need Quicktime. Eff'n yo' doesn't haf it, yo' kin git it by clickin' hyar. But thet wraps ev'rythin' up. Keep it Gnarlin'