Shirts and Whatnot

I really don't like it when my bisquits decide to get all covered in gravy and stuff, that's pretty gross. It's like I always say 'Keep the gravy off the dough, and never vote for a guy named Joe.' Because I always say that. Just the other day some fella' comes walking up to me and says "Bless you," but I didn't even sneeze, so I was like, I was like "Hey... yeah you... go... go bless somebody your own size! ...Yeah... yeah you go... you go do that." He then proceeded to throw a tricicle at my face.