It was a dark and stormy night and principal skinner was driving to superintendent Seymour's traphouse. "Haha wow I made it to ur house without ur gay directions fagit xddd Lmoa now get on your hand and knees and be primaries to git fucking destroyd" said principal skinnor. Not even in the house, Seymour took out a quick crack cokasmoka and said "haheeheehaa I think ur I tha wrong bikthc, no u" and then like magic proncispal skimmer got down on his hands and knees and ate Seymour's pp. "ooh ahh ouchie" said skinner. He then fri*cking died of loss-of-pp disease. Now with seamur was ded, principal skinner then was able to pick up his body and bring it to his house. As he arrived at the front door of his home at 36 mountain street, New Jersey, 11683, he brought Seymour?'S body in to the hole. He gently fucking smashed the thing into it and waited for the greenmen to come. One by one they began popping out of the hole like buggers, trying to get a piece of semo's sexy bod, and while they had their guards down, principal then began harvesting them for his supper. In just 3 gulps, he had devoured all 62 of the greenmen and shall now live to rule the Soviet western front once more.
Wait Frick! But did you see it? On the side of the greenmen it said that each one held at LEAST 9000 CALORIES EACH!!! That's unhealthy. Now principal skinner instantly died of too many diabetes inhalation. Death.i will End you now go home
