Hey, this could possibly work if you quite literally lived in opposite land and Barney was really a tolerable plumber!
Of course, our mutual friend, Timmy. (Or Freddy, whichever one eats out your eyeballs with a rusty spork during a full moon if you don’t pass this around DeviantART like a plague.) may, in fact, eat out your eyeballs during a full moon with a rusty spork if the above statement is not true.
Which it may or may not be.
That aside, do this, or face the rusty spork.
Just close your nostrils and breath in the heavy fumes of boiling wasabi on a campfire made of burning Barbie legs.
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Make a happy wish!
(No, ponies don’t count.)
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Oh look! A monkey!
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Surely your eyes have had a record shattering seizure by now.
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Isn't this so much fun? Oh wait! Don't stop thinking about it! You might lose all the luck that your grandmother passed down to you through the ancient dusty pendant that gives you the ability to fire fruitcakes from your ears that came from the great ASDFGHJKL Wars of 1(insert number below 9 here)58!
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Congratulations, not only have you wasted approximately 124905124omgwtfbbq years of your life simply to reach the end of this chain letter. But you've also created a wormhole in another dimension that will rain down mysterious checks that can be redeemed for Egg McMuffins to all the poor starving leprous deafly-blind mute children of Cheshkinolavinoratina.
Oh, and every person you ever remotely had a minor thought related to liking will fall madly in love with you and unicorns and birds will sing Numa Numa all around as teddy bears bring you platters of cotton candy shaped like everything that you love* and sugar puffs for all of eternity.
Have a great day, and don't forget that if you don't send this to at least a number of people equaling that of your Social Security Number, that evil rabid muffins from hell will rip out your innards and feed them to their toothless Great Grandmother while using your soul as a mop for their highway convenience store restrooms after somebody missed the Johnny. C:
*(ponies excluded)
Of course, our mutual friend, Timmy. (Or Freddy, whichever one eats out your eyeballs with a rusty spork during a full moon if you don’t pass this around DeviantART like a plague.) may, in fact, eat out your eyeballs during a full moon with a rusty spork if the above statement is not true.
Which it may or may not be.
That aside, do this, or face the rusty spork.
Just close your nostrils and breath in the heavy fumes of boiling wasabi on a campfire made of burning Barbie legs.
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Isn't this so much fun? Oh wait! Don't stop thinking about it! You might lose all the luck that your grandmother passed down to you through the ancient dusty pendant that gives you the ability to fire fruitcakes from your ears that came from the great ASDFGHJKL Wars of 1(insert number below 9 here)58!
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Congratulations, not only have you wasted approximately 124905124omgwtfbbq years of your life simply to reach the end of this chain letter. But you've also created a wormhole in another dimension that will rain down mysterious checks that can be redeemed for Egg McMuffins to all the poor starving leprous deafly-blind mute children of Cheshkinolavinoratina.
Oh, and every person you ever remotely had a minor thought related to liking will fall madly in love with you and unicorns and birds will sing Numa Numa all around as teddy bears bring you platters of cotton candy shaped like everything that you love* and sugar puffs for all of eternity.
Have a great day, and don't forget that if you don't send this to at least a number of people equaling that of your Social Security Number, that evil rabid muffins from hell will rip out your innards and feed them to their toothless Great Grandmother while using your soul as a mop for their highway convenience store restrooms after somebody missed the Johnny. C:
*(ponies excluded)