When you abruptly breakdance during a rendezvous with the Governor General and various dairy goods spontaneously combust.
Bantam Rooman don't shake no tail feather, this ol' chair is rockin home. Grab yo knickerbockers, the word's out to yo mama's custard apples. Bummfoon Poppatatuh!
by Percy Buttisker July 18, 2006
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