WHAT IS THIS GETTING MARRIED CRAP?!
Can you believe the waisted stardoms? I sirtonly can't! I mean all the womens ever, begging on your doorstep, "Please please please please please mor stardom!" And you only pick the one? I pitty the fool! But I suppose business is business and will run like a...business...without you my friend. It's just a sham to see you go. And so SOON! That's ok though. I'll still sleep nights, and not have to kill you. Just so long as I can still have your 101 puppies and turn them into a coat, that's all. I'm a fashion designer now, btw (by the weigh*)
Oh and lets' sea.........Oh yes. My dearest, Delabor. This marks the end of the THORAXCORP, LLC,,. that we all know and love. This hence forth and with war-wish-all, shall and all, ball and all, be the last post of Sted Delabor (insert sobs and tears here later at a more appropriate thyme). For you sea, stock market prices on the honest, hard working man's stardom laced thighs is at an all time low. It seems that men and women of such stardom have become over saturated in the market, and in theese tough thymes people cannot afford the high quality stardom provided by THORAXCORP, LLC,,.
Fools, I knows! (and how!) How can they turn down such magnificant fluff?? Especially when it's so ripe for the pickin'! Hard toned and saucy, like it could fall right off the bone. Mmm that stardom. I know it like a banshe from the nethers of my...nether...........regions..........Anyway enuff talk! Busy with the good-bye song!
Shh! The old ackquayntence bee forgot
The honey for old ang-zine, and
Should ol' Ag Quain Tence be a guy (my deer)
And he never brought too much!
Should all my gay friends hear my dear
They should hold their old gang signs!
*For all you non-lingo types. PRICELESS!
