It's a gas, gas, gas!
When I was a kid we used to spend summers in our cottage down on Cathy Lane...
Is that where Helen Keller stepped on a mousetrap in the sand?
Twist and Shout Really LoudShe Won't See MeShe Came in Through the Bathroom Window (because she couldn't find the door)
It wouldn't have mattered...she had no feet.
HEY! HellenOb-La-Di, Ob-La-DeafNot Sure What Color It Is SubmarineI Am The Deaf/Blind/MuteRusWhen I'm Sixty-Four (I'll be old, deaf, blind, and mute)
Dear NoOprah:I demand five minutes of my life back. Love,Cake
This blog really gave me paws for thought.
Cathy Lane is in my ears and in my eyes...there beneath the blue suburban skies...
I HATE CHEW!
That Helen Keller sure played a mean pinball.
I just told her it was pinball.
Hey Helen, want some peanut butter?
I'm not falling for THAT trick! Not again!
IANO: "Not Sure What Color It Is Submarine?" BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAHHH!Clinky: I also spent a few summers down on Cathy Lane. So did most of the guys in my town. Patty Lane, too. Especially Patty. The "hot dog" thing, don'tcha know.Question: If Helen Keller is alone in the forest and falls down, does she make a sound?
business is slow again I see.
Why did helen keller kill herself?You would to if your name was .Auoouurhhhhuuugh
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