Do you smell that?
no.
Whew. Freak, you’ve really got to lay off those microwave burritos, man.
Smell it hell, I 'm settin in it.
Oh man, now I do. Someone open a window and put your cigarettes out.
Ohhhhhhh, now I know what it is! My foot’s on fire!
Well I’ll be damned.
AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!
Wow. Freak’s freaking out.
Freak, how’d you get it lit?
sniff Ew. Burning flesh just isn’t a good mood-setting scent. Here, take some vanilla incense and…Freak? Yoo-hoo, Freak? Whatcha doin’ in there, man?
Nothing, I’m not doing anything in here! Go away! I’m not doing anything! This isn’t a Marilyn Monroe wig, and even if it were I’d be just as shocked as you are!
Oh yeah, and those aren’t bungee cords!
It’s all around you
Someone is over medicated…
What’s with te rubber blow up dowl and the Barry Manilow music playing Freak?
As it so happens, yesterday I set myself ablaze.
Not on purpose, mind you. (not like last time)
I was refilling my zippo and made a bit of a mess, and when I went to test it… FAWOMPH (and that is the exact sound too)
Lemmee just say this. It was not the smell that tipped me off to the fact that I was on fire. (But man, you should have seen me dance)
Wow! you’ve all got some kick-ass computers, Mine only does sight and sound - your’s does smell, I am jelious!
Does it do taste as well?
ChiefScott- I’m not over medicated, you’re under medicated.
Yeah, I smell it. Clean it up already!
mmmmmmm…I smell roasting meat…