Shaboogie!

Foods that love and don’t love being eaten, Oliver will make Kayla a gluten free Curly Wurly on October 18th, and sacrificing yourself as a pillow.

Sha-bye-gie!

Ripper day to ya!

When you’re from Mordi, you’re a flutist, a tarp cannot be quiet, and there’s a maybe a meatball.

Ripper bye to ya!

Great morning!

We discuss the wonders of prawn crackers, Oliver tries to dox Kayla, and Kayla simply loves grass.

Great bye!

NO MORE RHYMES!

Kayla doesn’t want to do a traditional start, more bin chat (surprised?), and Oliver wrote a haiku about a cool thing.

I SAID: NO MORE RHYMES!

Good day!

We’re getting up there, what Kayla and Jordan do every night, and we could be lay-down-bike guys.

GOOD day!

Ready, steady, spaghetti!

Nicholas Cage had so many castles, droppin’ the leather, and short guys in our sockets.

Ready, steady, yummy!

Hi Big Boys!

How to ask for an adult burp, the people’s library but for the ocean, and Kayla only has a tiny little something for bins.

Bye Big Boys!

No glum!

Havin’ a gasbag, somebody else’s dog in the sidecar, and Oliver just wanted to do a flip.

Only chum!

Come back from the abyss!

They freeze great, it’s scary to commit when there’s pizza, and he didn’t build no chairs, stairs, or underwears.

Go back from whence you came!

Oh hi!

Kayla was actually not thinking of ducks, bread all over the floor, and a flying marsupial (iykyk.)

Now: bye!