The journey begins on a washed up shore in Kentucky, where the hillbillies cry out with every step they make every move they make every drug they take every moonie they make they be dissin' you! Whatcha gonna do then? Ya gotta do sumthin' right?
So you're just gonna sit there and read this article huh? You know something? You're yellar. Yellar than yellarist. Go pwn yourself, sissy. Or get out there and make a meal out of those hillybills and pwn them.
OMFG no wai.
You waiting for this article to make sense? No point, it won't ever do. No matter how many times you read it, it will keep on jumping up into your face saying 'I'm the article with no meaning and I make snow sense'
So far so good... OMG NO!
I AIN'T FALSE.
THIS ARTICLE HAS BEEN DELETED. WRITE SOMETHING THAT MAKES SENSE FOL
Every mob you summon, at school you dumbin', and your grades are like SUCK!
nO sEnSe!!! No SeNsE!!! nO sEnSe!!! No SeMsE!!! Purple!
Slap in the face.
Slap in the map.