my father and me

my daddy and me how clever are we!

Dane
your monkey house shoes seem to be having a domestic dispute. Do they have children together?

Me
no they were fighting
i tried to stop them
but they soon fell off
lol

Dane
my hidden agenda is still hiding. I think you scared it.

Me
lol yes your blue duba de duba die
hidden
peircing into your soul


Dane
my soul has holes already. I use it to strain my pasta noodles.

Me
lol no no my powers are strong i seep through it like a ghost through walls
lol

Dane
I am mystery meat, wrapped in flat bread and dripping with secret sauce.

Me
lol yuck
who made the mystery meat? the lunch ladies of doom middle school
there mascot it a raven and the kid overly does his job he likes to eat and peck at the audience
but the adience just think its good spirit so the cheer as they die

Dane
the true master of the school was the alien intelligence cleverly disguised as the lunch ladies lip mole.

Me
lol yeah the lunch lady is an incubus
whatever that means

Dane
his name is Ralph

Me
its her baby
she raised him and fed him wart cream
as a child
lol

Dane
he is at war with the color blue

Me
yes and purple is fighting with blue as is green
because purple and green wouldnt be nothin without blue

Dane
he thinks red is his ally but really its a double-agent working for the other side

Me
no red doesnt work for anyone she is independent and she is too buisy playing with her baby pink and her husband orange to be a seceret agant but she thinks what ever makes ralph happy
because he knew her in highschool
they went out
but it was over because he was growing too fast
and she couldnt handle his adultness
she needed someone a little wild

Dane
That's just her cover story...You have been fooled by the same deception Ralph fell for...

Me
lol
well then who is careing for baby pink
orange cant do it alone???

Dane
mmm...yellow/
yellow does everything...

Me
yes yes yellow is her god mother
i guess pink will be fine

Dane
together they're peachy...

Me
the peachy keen family
snap snap
The End

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