The Monkeys at the Typewriters

One thousand pairs of eyes follow the paths of ten thousand fingers making their way across numerous keys. To be or not to be, one set of ten digits types. And so it begins.
He he he .........it is evil and I loooooove it!!!!!!!

Mad Libs

boy do I love em
Oy Vay! You have reached the slappy Visser's residence. Thank you for calling! It is so cheesy of you to slapped! We feel happy pappy when we get phone calls unless, of course, you are smelly. We are currently not home, in the Glasgow, or we just don't want to talk to you because you're spifferific. So, please, leave a message, your splendid chair, and your table and we will get back to you as soon as possible! Listen softly to these instructions. If you are calling for Chad, please poke your ear now. If you are calling for Marcus, please poke Noam Chompsky now. If you are calling for John please hit swiftly now. Have a cheesy day!