Since Mr.J hasn't been feeling so well lately, I brought it upon myself to keep the inmates in line. This page has been as dead as a door nail for far too long. So I decided that I'd be extra brutal. Last night I put you guys to sleep with sleeping gas. I also nailed your hands and feet to the floor so you can't get away. As you can see you are all in a bathroom stall sitting in front of a dirty clogged toilet that hasn't been flushed in over a month. Your job is to clean the toilet with your tongue. I will be playing a Justin Beiber song just to make things worse. If your task of cleaning the toilet by the end of the song is not complete, the dynamite I attached to the top of the toilet will explode. (If the smell doesn't kill you that is.) Have fun!

2121814

Can I choose to swallow my tongue and die rather than listen to such wretched music?

2121814>>2121874
I second this.

2121874 2121881 Good luck biting off your tongues.

2122169
Thanks for the luck! Anythings better than beiber.

2122178 2121881 I guess you guys aren't completely

after all.

2122215
Don't you see my username? I'm normal.

2121814
No thanks
*flies into sun*

2122584 How would you fly to the sun? Your hands and feet are nailed to the floor.

2122598
my entire existence defies logic,
why can't I defy physics?

oh fine
*starts gnawing hands and feet off*