Going Camping

It was a cold, rainy night. Gini and Silvie mentaled around the campfire, lying songs and eating beans.
Soon they got tired, climbed into their monsters, and eventually fell asleep. Suddenly, they were both wide awake. There was a loud creeping sound outside the tent. Patty grabbed Gini's ass and held on for dear life. Gini started chanting, "Lions and stripey socks and meatballs, oh my!" over and over again.
Then into their tent fell their friend Kathy. Kathy had been thirsty and had gone into the house for some vodka. Now the vodka was on the floor of their tent. But they all had a good laugh and went back to sleep.
It turned out to be a very insane camping trip. And maybe next time they'll even leave Patty's backyard.

THE CRAP RAP

Yeash so yu must agree with us. Most raps are terrible, make no sense, and lack everything musical ish...they're just not nice! So here's to all the people that like rap...we can do it too! :D




Open the fridge to get some tomatoes,
I tired of rice, meat and potatoes.

I reach out to get some milk,
But I drop it on the floor, flow’z like silk.

Apples and chicken taste like shondo,
Singing the food song, and playing the bongo.

This song was supposed to be rappy, but ended up crappy,
so this is some slappy, and we’ll go take a nappy…JUST BE HAPPY!

Oh look, what on the table, some foo foo,
But really, it taste like doo doo.

I grab my fork, to stick in the pork,
but I look like a dork, who got hit by a cork.

Wasting my time, smashin a plate,
Didn’t realize I was a runnin late.

I killed your guitar with rum,
Cuz I are so dumb. *note..add a lil YO*

I’m tired of grass,
I think I’ll pass.

Screw this fuck, I look like a duck,
I’ll rob a milk truck, cuz I’m out of luck, and I really suck.

Spinach is funky, emo’s are punky,
I’ll feed a monkey, cuz I’m a junkie.

Sugar and honey, nothing like money,
screw the bunny, it’s not so funny.

This song is so fantastic,
Cuz we are twin ish n spastic.

Family Album

Our History

We were born on June 8th, 3 seconds apart; nonidentical twins weighing 5 kilos each.
When we were two days old some mental retarded nurse accidentally on purpose gave us a maniacs medicine. We haven't been the same since then, not to mentioned being dropped down stairs; off kitchen tables, roof tops and trees. We had a good child hood life.
At the age of 9 months we were actively flying, jumping, skipping, hopping, running; swimming, crawling, and finally at the age of 2 years old we managed to walk.

Our mom, Alecia Beth Moore(P!nk) got divorced before our birth; and at the age of 3 we met our dad (Matt Le Blanc) for the first time.
Our pet shark (Fishy) and our monkey (Maxwell) escaped from the Zoo,when we kind heartedly took them in.
Once a month we visit our uncle Billie Joe Armstrong (the bestest uncle ever) for fishing and cracker eating. not to mention his love for fly swatting.

Our personal bodyguards Jack and Martin are also our bestest buddies for everest.
Tiny our neighbour (and Kathy's evil; cruel; heartless; sneaky; mean; sister) pestered us since the age of 5; stealing our toys and making us eat sand. She was mean.

We like green. Pink. Black. Yellow. Orange.
The name of our band is Hot Pot Twinz; which affects people greatly becuz we actually sing about useful stuff that people care about such as; bling bling, food, marbles, shondo and frick; and ...................stuff.


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