What is the avatar above you thinking?

*reaches for son's xbox Beatles Rock Band*

As I write this letter (ohhh, and)
Send my love to you (you know you want me to)
Remember that I'll always (oh, ohhh)
Be in love with you

From one beagle to another: we really miss you here at the doggie daycare Snoopy.

Underdog

woof

 

How YOU doin'?

 

Like ya know, whatever (in cali girl accent nonetheless)

 

Can someone help me remove this advanced paper airplane from my eye?

 

*Paging doctor 'MC' to the maternity ward*

For the love of God, just leave me to sit in this dark corner and mix some more tracks for more than five frickin' minutes!

 

SHOOT - TOO SLOW! SORRY

Cold:
*places stack of papers on table and starts to write*

Yo, sorry I didn't get the a Christmas letter out, butta I was waitin for just the right picture to share wit da friends and fam. Note the cool one here wit me warin my red tutu and shades from watching Avatar.

So ahhh - happy Xmas everybody. Sorry this letter was so much longer den in other years.

Evil:
I don't care if I leave 100,000 fingerprints on the glass - you just need to do a better job at cleaning the house!

 

Play? Play? c'mon, ohhh Ball! Play!

 

TURN. OFF. THE. EXHAUST. FAN! Can't hold on much longer...

 

*brushes glide over the snare drum slowly. The smoke from the morning sun's rays are floating in the air over the breakfast table. And Diane kraull's purrs . . .*

I've grown accustomed to his face
He almost makes the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the tune
He wistles night and noon
His smile, his frowns, his ups, his downs
Are second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in. . .

 

You no can has my ball! D=

 

I'm feeling a lot like Moses right now.

 

Flowers for all!

 

Damn this wind...okay, can somebody please turn of the wind machine?

 

My people call me Dances with Flowers.

 

These two images are demonstrations of my new invention, the Narrow-Screen TV, available now for a limited time.

 

Postcards from the edge of my yard.

 

General Zod, I challenge you, with my soul at stake, to a game of Galactic Twister!

 

I knew you'd come back

 

Carrots...milk...bread...What was that other item I'm supposed to get????

 

Is 'eggnoggy' a flavour?

 

I cant blink anymore

 

I can wait like this for days if necessary.

 

GIRL= OMG, is that really you father?

GUY= No. I'm your father's roomate's uncle's cousin's dogsitter's barber.

GIRL= And what does that make us?

GUY= Absolutely nothing!

Sorry, I didn't know the line accuratly.

 

NO! This dirty magazine is MINE!

 

You guys better STOP LOOKING AT MY CHEST!