I answered the groinal call In the woodsmoke of the fall Went on with pelvis quaking Though ulcerating sores were breaking Trudged on through bitter storm My gonads would transform Into oily sludge That dried into divinity fudge
Think how convenient they'd be. They would keep your corn from rolling around, or perhaps they could be hollow and you could fill them with Sriracha sauce...
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I saw this and thought "Meh".
Then Hitler's legs started moving.
Brilliant!
When you combine an upright and an inverted pair of moustaches, it looks like an animated Ernst painting, which is kinda cool.
Then Hitler's legs started moving.
Ordinarily that was a bad thing.
At least in the postwar era...
Hey, the anxious pumpkin as a head, the upwards Kirsanowstache for arms, the tutu, and maybe a downwards moustache for legs...cute!
You, sir, are an artist.
The tutu, the anxious pumpkin the groinal squirming mustache.It is to die for.
Then Hitler's legs started moving.
I hate those cheesy endings that leave open the possibility of a sequel if the movie is enough of a hit.
Ann Curry
Had only six pedal digits
Dave Gregory
Had ten but they were midgets...
Inspiration run dry. Need more coffee. Much much more
And Glen Beck's audience was comprised of idjits
I can't think of anything to rhyme with 'similar'.
Grimmular: the property of someone's death being poetic in a fairy tale sense.
Herr Doktor Bimmler
Couldn't find a rhyme for similar
This is awful familiar
And doesn't involve plums
I saw the Inguinal Squirming Mustaches back before Inguinal left and they took Groinal on as the new bass-player.
I answered the groinal call
In the woodsmoke of the fall
Went on with pelvis quaking
Though ulcerating sores were breaking
Trudged on through bitter storm
My gonads would transform
Into oily sludge
That dried into divinity fudge
Hey Mr. Grimmular man, Play a squirm for me
Hey Mr. Grimmular man, Play a turtle for me
In the groinal jangle morning
I'll come following you
Ooo, now Hitler can ride the wig!
It's funny to make him stamp on the eyebrows too.
Note.
The flappy wig makes good arms when you're tired of eyebrows.
"When you are tired of eyebrows, sir, you are tired of life."
Shut up you pompous pillock.
I can't get over HitlerBootsPumpkinHeadStacheArmsTutu.
It's so cute in such a wrong way.
Jackboots and tutus.
Make it mandatory, 'stach or not, goldang it!
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face as a tutu flounces - forever.
Surely you mean "imagine a boot stamping on an animated caterpillar eyebrow".
I guess if I want to talk the talk and stomp the stomp I gotta make a floor of human faces.
It's a floor of human fasces, isn't it Mr. Leftous Bubba
I got your Floor of Human Fæces right here!
I gotta make a floor of human faces.
Or you could just be lazy and rip of Dore.
Where has my link gone?
rip off Dore.
What did the rotting human skulls say to the icebox?
Close the Dore, I am dressing...
That world-of-Dante website is kind of wonderful, for all your floor-of-faces needs. I'm going to get this image printed onto a dinner-plate.
Complete with the ceramic figurines, one hopes.
Think how convenient they'd be. They would keep your corn from rolling around, or perhaps they could be hollow and you could fill them with Sriracha sauce...
Those are the salt-&-pepper shakers.
Surely they could be animated?
Capcha is still on about zombification "undecess" indeed
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