HUMPERDINK

Oh there's a guy mowing the grass up there on a ride on lawn mower. Ladies and gentlemen I give you, things you can not do with v look up cookie dough:

Munchkin juice
Sammy seal and his magical delights
Part the seven seas
Create squash
The ruler of frivolity
Bend a fabric mouse
Coil up in a ball of plenty
Souce fish
Pebbledash a thatched cottage
Grow beards from scratch
Knock up hi hats
Produce uranium rods of doom
Get up close and personal with tinny
Be a nice citizen
Spend £3 on a DVD called 'My name is Hail Bail'
Eat ten bars of Rocky Robin in tandem
Make fruit appear from a telephone ear piece
Be grateful for loans of any kind
Mad Pete the canary lives in your house Nathan Jones
Pass the onus
Make a pointless machine do something of consequence
Cough up cough mixtures
Be a little bit Beverage
Put soil in pots and pans
Point at trees
Leave marks with sparks
Pertrude a gutter over a stone
Over egg pudding

It's nice to have a hefty pile of rock on your desk. Yes, all eat rock it'll make you hyper and cause you all manner of niceties. This is what Brian May had decided to do. He would consume rock until his mind was no longer his. Then he would drive to the mountain and climb it with a sack full of dough balls. It was a great idea in principle, but because of all the sugar he'd consumed he forgot about it half way there and instead took to rolling down the hill at Leeds Castle. First he performed a forwad roll, standing to great applause from Rupert Bear and his fellows. Then he farted out loud causing much merriment amongst his audience. Bodger was taken to hospital as his stomach muscles contracted to such a degree that he was bent double and stuck like it to boot. Well, Brian May decided he would drive him but he didn't know the way so Sally Peanuts went with him to provide the directional manipulation that was required. When they got there Bodger had fallen asleep and refused to wake up without a cup of coffee. So, off Brian May went to the vending machine to collect a nice fresh cask of maxwell house. The mere smell of the stuff woke Bodger into an absolute stupor and he ran as best he could, still bent double he was the sorry numpty, into the hosputal and they never saw him again.

Ken, this man named Ken, he had a pen. He gave it to his hen. The hen took the pen and went to live in a lion’s den. It was located in Southampton. One day the lions came home and when they saw the hen, well they fell in love there and then. The hen decided to share his pen in the lion’s den. Everywhere they looked all they saw was the mystical delights of Southampton. So, one day they all went on a day trip to Burkham Intersect. They took the train, no-one batted an eyelid, it was quite normal where they came from to travel via rail linkages. Once at their destination they laid out a lovely spread. The lions had made strawberry sandwiches and they tucked in with pure delight. It was the best day trip ever. Ken looked on, he was angry.