I called thems Frog Legs à la Parrisie... Frog Legs à la Pasarienne.... Frog Legs à la Pararasa....Bugger it.
I just called'em Frog Legs.
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6 comments:
Something tells me that Ratters was using the "get in the van, I have candy" approach...
But they're so adorable!
"mmrrrrghhllrggggrgggghhlll!!"
direct translation: "thank you, uncle ratters!"
Dude...I know their mom is hot...but don't let her dupe you into taking care of the kids while she's on "The Arthas Springer Show" starring in "My Murlocs' Baby Daddy" and gettin' phat paid. It's a trick; get an axe.
I think Kinna took his axe.
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