One PAYDAY, MR. PEANUT wanted a BIT O’HONEY, so he took
MARY JANE behind the POWERHOUSE on the corner of CLARK and
FIFTH AVE. He began to feel her MOUNDS. It was pure ALMOND
JOY when he let out a SNICKER as his BUTTERFINGER went up her
JUICY FRUIT and caused a MILKY WAY. She screamed “OH HENRY,
You’re better than the THREE MUSKETEERS.” as she sqeezed his
PETER PAUL and ZAGNUTS. Soon she was a bit CHUNKY, and nine
months later had a BABY RUTH.
I still think that you could have fit “Perkynana” somewhere in there…
loooool… You guys are the best. Feeling a real funk and knew i would find something in the lounge to lift up my spirits