Tell Yoshi bedtime story now

Tell Yoshi bedtime story now

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okay we'll do it one sentence at a time
>once upon a time

here is a story about MAMA LUIGI UGTAR (I was a child when this was on the air because I'm like 37)

piss

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good night yoshi

IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT
AND ALL THROUGH THE SUBURBS
NOT A CREATURE WAS DRIVING
NOT EVEN YOUR FRIENDS DRUNK BROTHER
DOWN, DOWN THROUGH THE CHIMMINY HE FLEW
THE MAN MADE OF GARLIC
AND POTATO BEEF STEW
HE LAID DOWN HIS SACK
WITH PITEOUS JOY
AS HE PULLED OUT A MAP
FOR A GOOD LITTLE BOY
THE MAN DISAPPEARED QUICKLY
INTO THE BUCKS COUNTY NIGHT
LEAVING THE LITTLE PET BIRDS CHITTERING
IN A RAPID AUSTRALIAN FRIGHT
THE BOY TROTTED DOWNSTAIRS
KNOWING WHAT HE RECEIVED
TAKING THE MAP IN HIS HAND
MADE HIM QUITE PLEASED
HE WOOSHED INTO YONDER
A LAND FAR AWAY
NONEXISTENT IN OUR REALM
HE NEVER WANTED TO STAY
THE BOY LIVED FOREVER
IN THE LAND OF ADVENTURE
AND NEVER RETURNED TO LEVITTOWN, PA

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noo

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hey you posted this image in another thread, and i really like it and saved it

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Ermengarde Stubbs was the beauteous blonde daughter of Hiram Stubbs, a poor but honest farmer-bootlegger of Hogton, Vt. Her name was originally Ethyl Ermengarde, but her father persuaded her to drop the praenomen after the passage of the 18th Amendment, averring that it made him thirsty by reminding him of ethyl alcohol, C2H5OH. His own products contained mostly methyl or wood alcohol, CH3OH. Ermengarde confessed to sixteen summers, and branded as mendacious all reports to the effect that she was thirty. She had large black eyes, a prominent Roman nose, light hair which was never dark at the roots except when the local drug store was short on supplies, and a beautiful but inexpensive complexion. She was about 5ft5.33...intall, weighed 115.47 lbs. on her father’s copy scales—also off them—and was adjudged most lovely by all the village swains who admired her father’s farm and liked his liquid crops.
Ermengarde’s hand was sought in matrimony by two ardent lovers. ’Squire Hardman, who had a mortgage on the old home, was very rich and elderly. He was dark and cruelly handsome, and always rode horseback and carried a riding-crop. Long had he sought the radiant Ermengarde, and now his ardour was fanned to fever heat by a secret known to him alone—for upon the humble acres of Farmer Stubbs he had discovered a vein of richGOLD!!“Aha!” said he, “I will win the maiden ere her parent knows of his unsuspected wealth, and join to my fortune a greater fortune still!” And so he began to call twice a week instead of once as before.

But alas for the sinister designs of a villain—’Squire Hardman was not the only suitor for the fair one. Close by the village dwelt another—the handsome Jack Manly, whose curly yellow hair had won the sweet Ermengarde’s affection when both were toddling youngsters at the village school. Jack had long been too bashful to declare his passion, but one day while strolling along a shady lane by the old mill with Ermengarde, he had found courage to utter that which was within his heart.

“O light of my life,” said he, “my soul is so overburdened that I must speak! Ermengarde, my ideal [he pronounced it i-deel!], life has become an empty thing without you. Beloved of my spirit, behold a suppliant kneeling in the dust before thee. Ermengarde—oh, Ermengarde, raise me to an heaven of joy and say that you will some day be mine! It is true that I am poor, but have I not youth and strength to fight my way to fame? This I can do only for you, dear Ethyl—pardon me, Ermengarde—my only, my most precious—” but here he paused to wipe his eyes and mop his brow, and the fair responded:

“Jack—my angel—at last—I mean, this is so unexpected and quite unprecedented! I had never dreamed that you entertained sentiments of affection in connexion with one so lowly as Farmer Stubbs’ child—for I am still but a child! Such is your natural nobility that I had feared—I mean thought—you would be blind to such slight charms as I possess, and that you would seek your fortune in the great city; there meeting and wedding one of those more comely damsels whose splendour we observe in fashion books.

“But, Jack, since it is really I whom you adore, let us waive all needless circumlocution. Jack—my darling—my heart has long been susceptible to your manly graces. I cherish an affection for thee—consider me thine own and be sure to buy the ring at Perkins’ hardware store where they have such nice imitation diamonds in the window.”
“Ermengarde, me love!”
“Jack—my precious!”
“My darling!”
“My own!”
“My Gawd!”
[Curtain]

thanks for ruining rumia

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