My readers are so . . . normal.
And then check out what Stefan did:
Seriously. I have sand coming out of my nose.
You People are Killing Me.
And then check out what Stefan did:
Seriously. I have sand coming out of my nose.
15 responses to “You People are Killing Me.”
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LMAO. I’m too shy (translation lazy) to record myself hopping around my kitchen all giddy.
These are great!
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Lol! You have some fun fans.
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Oh my gosh, that is fantastic!
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never eat the yellow snow!
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Heeelarious! For me it was poking my kindle and asking it (in an increasingly loud voice peppered with profanity) why it wasn’t queueing it faster!
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To Mr. Huge Howley
in AmerikaI am too pleased you see video from my Siberia backyard. I think you enjoy, yes?
Please tell the Broadway producer I can sing for them at any time. I do not, however, take my clothings off.
Frisky
P.S. My teeth have sand in them now. Ptooey.
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I enjoy very much, yes.
And please leave your clothes where they are.
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They are in Siberia. With me.
You are welcome.
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Best. Fans. EVER!
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sand from dog beach, way better than sand from cat beach..,.
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Poor sands, so many of them will never see their home/friends/dogs again, probably.
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They are soooooo funny!
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I hope you are enjoying wearing LESS clothes on your Florida sojourn.
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I have always wondered – why is it a dot after Sand? Is it a hint that it won’t be any sequel or what?
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