Fafmiss 666
December 19, 2006
On the sixth day of Fafmiss, my true love gave to me…
Six greasers braying…
FIVE RECALLED TOYS!
Four calling plans,
Three Freedom hens,
Two Aris gloves,
And a pitchfork in a zombie.
John Travolta: HA-HA! You’re doing the chicken dance!
Greaser #3: Ooooh! Dude, that’s just cold.
Olivia Newton John: I only have one thing to say: “Shut up, TERL!!“
Greaser #2: Oh, SNAP! … Girl, you’re somethin’ else! Them shoes are smokin’! What say you and I blow outta here and ditch these losers.
Greaser #1: Dag, Terl, you gonna just stand there and take that?!
[Don’t worry, Olivia. He’s just teasing because he likes you.]
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