Crests of Waffles.

screaming out from the crests of waffles

when you're longing for some breakfast

 

NOTHING MATTERS

EXCEPT LIFE AND THE WAFFLES YOU EATTTT!

:charming:

I still want a mashup of Crests of waves and daylight

Put those lyrics in your siggeh, Cresty. :wacky:

Screaming out from the Crests of Waffles,

Leggo of my Eggo!

We sing sweetly to a nun who is nude on the beach.

She says, "I love you"

The waves of sugary syrup break softly upon her face

And then a black bear mauls everyone in sight.

 

 

:blush: I wrote it just for you, cresty

eric... that is so... so... so...

 

so beautiful. :cry:

Screaming out from the Crests of Waffles,

Leggo of my Eggo!

We sing sweetly to a nun who is nude on the beach.

She says, "I love you"

The waves of sugary syrup break softly upon her face

And then a black bear mauls everyone in sight.

 

 

:blush: I wrote it just for you, cresty

 

Catchy.

it took lots of tears and blood to make that...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

mostly blood, though :sick:

was it your blood? :sick:

mostly nun blood, and bear blood

were they the same as the ones in the song? :wacko:

yes... you know....... this is the whole reason why I made the "I think I'm really immature" thread :lol: but it's so fun! my guilty pleasure :disappointed: someone say you're with me :uhoh:

I don't follow. :dozey:

eric, if you are immature (which you most likely are) then being mature is SQUARE-ISH. :square:

:cool:

I don't follow. :dozey:

 

I made a thread complaining about how immature I am, because I say things like what we talk about in this thread... and because of the poem I just wrote :lol:

 

eric, if you are immature (which you most likely are) then being mature is SQUARE-ISH. :square:

:cool:

aw :hug: that's good, I am very sure that I will never be mature, even when I'm very old

MY TURNNNNN

to write a poem

and this is it!

this is my poem

right here

and you are reading it

isn't it lovely?

isn't it awesome?

isn't it the coolest thing you've ever seen?

(that's called repetition. it's a literary thing :charming:)

and now, dear lovelies, i am tired

so i am going to bed

but i will be back in the morning

or maybe not because my laptop charger is broken

and i'm borrowing my mom's laptop

but i'll be here some time

tomorrow.

 

:hug:

MY TURNNNNN

to write a poem

and this is it!

this is my poem

right here

and you are reading it

isn't it lovely?

isn't it awesome?

isn't it the coolest thing you've ever seen?

(that's called repetition. it's a literary device :charming:)

and now, dear lovelies, i am tired

so i am going to bed

but i will be back in the morning

or maybe not because my laptop charger is broken

and i'm borrowing my mom's laptop

but i'll be here some time

tomorrow.

 

:hug:

 

your laptop charger

needs to sleep

forever

shoot it

with a gun

and then rest like angels are rubbing your hair with feathers on a tricycle

please the end, hallelujah

why do you always have to upstage me, eric? :disappointed:

awww... i feel bad :disappointed: I was just collaborating :blush: besides, yours cracked me up :wacky:

goodnight people i am leaving as well.... i can't believe how long i've been here although I can :uhoh: for realz goodnight :hug: i love you all, freaks of nature

Good night, psycho!

Toblerone.

Yeah,eric your like really weird..i don't even know you anymore.

My result of my psychoanalysis is:

 

I should change some things that would make me feel better.....I've come to this conclusion like 6 years ago....I am so lame:disappointed:

 

:wacky: