Hey Folks! Here's a late-night snack for your Saturday evening! Michael invents a new word that's worth every damn penny. Sound it out and come to the same conclusion the group did....we talk giggle toots. We talk the cry of a trapped turd. That's right! We're talking starfish solos! Come on in and fill your Nonsense jar with more nonsense! Ever wonder how many beats per second happen when a fart sneaks past your buttcheeks? We sure do. Answers await. Let's go!
