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Judge Dredd.

Pshaw. Naw. Falling down. Crutch. Jump start the vehicle. Enough is enough. Calling on Susan. Susan? Freestyle. Make Making rain. Real rain. Falling rain. Shoop. Bloop. Meetup.com. Foresight. Foreshadowing. Peanuts. Onionberries.

Making up is hard to do. 

Girl, you got it going on. 

Fleabottom. Trying to sound like a human, but also trying to free associate, and listen, it sounds like a robot going through a dictionary. Ridictionarylous.

Redacted. Find out how many pennies are in the jar just by weighing the jar. Whoops you forgot to account for the weight of the jar itself, so you were off, and you lose.

Oops.

Looks like the characters from Spirit are tramping across the screen. They’ve challenged us to a duel. But not a violent one. They want us to duel them in a bout of fun and games. Fun and games? I hear you cry.

Yes, and so the carnival. Carbnival, amirite? Because there’s so much bread. The carnival is making dough hand over fist.

How does that work? Does one hand constantly clench? Is that why it isn’t just hand over hand?

Discombobulated. Did you know that recombobulation is a real word? This must have been five minutes by now, right? Right?

Nope, I was three seconds shy.


The dreaded locks on the doors.