The dawn of man:
"Ugh, mastodon burger not agree with me. Me have bad gas. Pull me's finger."
"Oh why did I ever crawl out of the primordial muck and evolve with you? You're an idiot."
"Screw you then, me get sabre tooth tiger over there to pull finger instead."
"Have at it genius."
"Ugh, mastodon burger not agree with me. Me have bad gas. Pull me's finger."
"Oh why did I ever crawl out of the primordial muck and evolve with you? You're an idiot."
"Screw you then, me get sabre tooth tiger over there to pull finger instead."
"Have at it genius."
"Forsooth! Be you an honest man? Whilst thou pull my finger so that I may alleviate the gas and bloat that the gyro I had for lunch hath wrought upon my stomach?"
"Thou's humors needest to be bled."
"Thou may be correct."
"How much longer do we need to talk using this Elizabethan vernacular?"
"Not much longer, just until the knaves who read this silly blog scroll past this part of this stupid post."
"Thou's humors needest to be bled."
"Thou may be correct."
"How much longer do we need to talk using this Elizabethan vernacular?"
"Not much longer, just until the knaves who read this silly blog scroll past this part of this stupid post."
5 comments:
Hehe, awesome.
You forgot the Vikings!
Sven said to Lars, "Uff Da! Dat Lutefisk I ate for supper is getting to me. Can you pull my finger, ya."
Lars, "Fee-da! You are pretty ripe der Sven."
Mommy Lisa-No, I didn't forget anything. If you want to do a post that includes what you wrote then feel free. Mine stands as it is.
LOL This is so hilarious.
That Goodall--what a babe.
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