Hmm.. I don’t know if you can shirt a shirt, but like, if you had pants for a tongue, and it was hot out.. you could pant pants.
Come on baby, dont’ fear the chisel
I’ve made a terrible mistake. I tried to waistcoat my lederhosen, and I don’t know what happened, but somehow my shako ended up becoming unioned suit, my galoshes and rapidly approaching critical levels of earmuffification, I don’t even know what’s happening to my Eskimo snow goggles, and needless to say the situation is rapidly getting out of hand. Why, why must I always try to play god?
Hmm.. I don’t know if you can shirt a shirt, but like, if you had pants for a tongue, and it was hot out.. you could pant pants.
Come on baby, dont’ fear the chisel
It’s easy to shirt a shirt if you really try. I’d start with a few hours of meditation.
Baby take my hand (and not the chisel)
I’ve made a terrible mistake. I tried to waistcoat my lederhosen, and I don’t know what happened, but somehow my shako ended up becoming unioned suit, my galoshes and rapidly approaching critical levels of earmuffification, I don’t even know what’s happening to my Eskimo snow goggles, and needless to say the situation is rapidly getting out of hand. Why, why must I always try to play god?