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A Different Set of Bolts and Nuts, and Buster Rhymes!
Hey hey hey! Wowowo! Yadayadaya! Wait a minute. Heck wait a decade! Lost track of time. Jay was talking in a small window. It was small enough to crawl through without getting noticed. One we clicked it became like this really you know huge uhm cool you know this! And a statue (for Wendy and Martha's niece) and then this other nice dude... you know what? He was just standing behind us. Dude! I bet that stormtrooper gets things done! And by the way, is that really a genuine Las Vegas card dealer's hat? The real deal. So... what do I do with this page?

Publish it! Cuz it just goes.
So cool. It was unusual, dare I say unseen! Todd knew what was gonna uhm about to gonna go down! Town, police, thieves... and then: whoops, we're in trouble. So Todd is from LA. Swell kid.


 * Vallay ball (A ball came over for lunch at the valley)
 * Vallay Ball with the Beach Boys
 * Malibu Stay cy cried a lot
 * Alpha Apenugget couldn't hold it together. He trained his body so hard he couldn't carry his own fore arm.

Orange game in town
To be honest, everybody came from nowhere. Like really nowhere and when I say that I mean like.... like... a-b-s-o-l-u-t-e-l-y nowhere. Vallay ball was like the sh*t. It all depended on how many band guys knew each other things happened. Fans were blowing hot air. Jay couldn't fight a the Whiskey. His mum grounded him. His.

And boy, was he in trouble! He had been reaching in the cookie jar. Mum should have done a flip flop, that way Jay wouldn't have been distracted by the cookie jar thing.