What was the question again…2 times 2, plus 4, divided by 3? Oh man, I’m so confused.
“…I’m so punk! Let’s bring on tha funk!…”
I’m way hipper than Archie and way prettier than Sparks. They just have more talent is all.
Hey, I’m looking pretty street here, ain’t I?
This was how big my eyes got when Pickler bent ova.
How many brain cells left? Four – I’ve got these two on each side
You are all being so funny this morning :w00t: :smile: :cheerful: :silly:
My eyes always glaze over like this after an appearance on The View.
I’ve had this many vocal coaches since I was on AI and the results are still the same.
Oh, my bad. I forgot, I’m supposed to sing into the other end of the mic. Sorry, let’s try that again.
I never could get that Vulcan salute right either. Oh man!
Nanu, nanu! I never could get that salute right!
I have four more minutes of fame left. Then, I’m done!
I just do what the voices in my head tell me to do.
Well, they hacked away and hacked away at my unibrow. The hair is next.
Well duh, two and two make twenty-two. Give me another one, I’m on a roll.
Rosie said I should cut my hair up to about here, and I’m not happy about that.
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What was the question again…2 times 2, plus 4, divided by 3? Oh man, I’m so confused.
“…I’m so punk!
Let’s bring on tha funk!…”
I’m way hipper than Archie and way prettier than Sparks. They just have more talent is all.
Hey, I’m looking pretty street here, ain’t I?
This was how big my eyes got when Pickler bent ova.
How many brain cells left? Four – I’ve got these two on each side
You are all being so funny this morning :w00t: :smile: :cheerful: :silly:
My eyes always glaze over like this after an appearance on The View.
I’ve had this many vocal coaches since I was on AI and the results are still the same.
Oh, my bad. I forgot, I’m supposed to sing into the other end of the mic. Sorry, let’s try that again.
I never could get that Vulcan salute right either. Oh man!
Nanu, nanu! I never could get that salute right!
I have four more minutes of fame left. Then, I’m done!
I just do what the voices in my head tell me to do.
Well, they hacked away and hacked away at my unibrow. The hair is next.
Well duh, two and two make twenty-two. Give me another one, I’m on a roll.
Rosie said I should cut my hair up to about here, and I’m not happy about that.