Rating of
3/4
Bones, they're what's for dinner!
The Marowak - wrote on 02/17/09
Hey there drudgees! Have you been a likeable lad or did you put your something somewhere and now something's no more? Ouch! Call the doctor lover-lovikins!
Don't you hate it when you're riding your new banana seat home and all you see around you is smoke, smog, and power lines? You know I do smoochies, because things can mutate. So lover, are those Runts in your zipper or did your privates grow teeth? Hopefully the ants will stay small.
Teeth is a romping roller coaster of unbridaled squeals honey-pie. Sit down, relax, squirm a tad, and laugh at the blood!
