Foreword : Whilst waiting for our train from London to Brussels, me and Clara (Maxime joining in later) decided to do another ‘boredom’ post, since that was the only thing available to do apart from playing with a toddler sized wooden train playground. Which we also did at the start.
Oh and btw, I’m pretty sure that this Boredom post will be quite a bit stranger than the other ones. So beware. AND the lego stuff in here is all inspired by this lego figurine we bought at the train station, that was in a space costume. That was all you needed to know. (all spelling mistakes are also on purpose – we can spell alright)
The Man On the Moon Made out of lego. Duh
Te te te teeeee
It all started in da lego manufacturin factory. Where die serie seventeen blind bag mini figures were made. So, in one part of da factory, de men on de moon were made. But there was one that stood out. BECUZ his box was scratched. So everybody made fun of him. Until, one day somebody bought him. And he cried. TAKE THAT YOU BLITHERING IDIOTS. Nice Hp reference there yow. His owner was Neil Armstrong. This is how the lego man went to da moon with Neil Armstrong in his pocket – and 8 lots of space alien cool blue beans. But one problem was, de grabity in space nearly crushed him to a flat legoblock. So Neil Armstrong just bought another one, da little girl fairy lego person, who replied, WHO’S DA BLITHERING IDIOT NOW. ITS YOU. MAN ON DA LEGO MOON. ITS SQUARE. YOU GOT CRUSHED. TO DA FLOOR. BRUH. GIGGLE GIGGLE STUPID. HAAAAAA. I’m da joker. Beuh. Then she also got crushed into a pink lego block. And they lived happily lego after. The end. The BLITHERING end IDIOT.
Review : bobbie the legoman’s review of Cadbury Twirl Intense Cadbury milk chocolate hit.
So first of all, I am bobbie de lego man. De amazing main character from the book AND movie : THE BLITHERING IDIOT volume I & II. Shameless self promo there. Lets move on. Ok, so, twirl is a rip off. It is not even twirly. ITS A FRIKIN STRAIGHT POOP BAR IN PURPLE PACKAGING. AINT NOTHIN TWIRLIN ABOU DAT BRUHS. So de story goes, I looked at a twirl bar, and den I sent myself to da poop station, to poop. I compared them in both looks and taste. And guess what. my poop taste nice. And twirl taste like popoopoo yeah. I went to get a refund. But they said that you cant get a refund if you eat half of it. Like confuuussseee. Literally dissapointing Tesco.
Now, our opinion on eating paper.
Eating pwapar is very healty an nwise 😬🤑We like poop paper best but regular paper will do for a basic meal 🗒 We like to eat regular poop 💩💩💩 three chunks for each meal will do but we eat 💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩 every meal . And guess what we also eat poppies. Why ? Becuz they have the same first 2 letters as poop. Very nwise. Yesh indeed. I like tables. They are made out of wood. Wood is made out of paper. Clearly right. Or not. I dont know. I eat tables. Confessoishen. Goodbye.
We are stuck outside Europcar and our dad has turned off his wifi hotspot. SOS. We are now savage beasts. Our brother is trying to hack into da pentagon of United States of Proximus. We are now advancing TTYL GIRLS
So as the train is very boring I made this really weird looking makeupish thingie :
Btw, parkings smell da best
Our car smells horribal, but we’re still being thug with selfies. Look at diiiiss. So weeeee are basically pepples.
We are literally submerged in a mountain of luggage. I mean we have a guitar just being dropped on us. Literally no joke. We needed a bigger car. A truck. Plez. Maxime : “Maybe it wasnt the best choice to bring my guitar” clara : “yes do you wanna frickin kill us right now” Maxime : I cant do anything right now, I’m dying inside, I’m literally dying inside of despression” Clara : “what the hellll” Maxime : Mum I’m depressed”
Another depressed tongue for toe shoot. Its a charity. Donate tongues for toes! Maxime : Wth ? Is that a real thing ? Clara : Trade your tongue for toes !
The PPAP song in Maxime Language :
PPAP. TE TE DEE DE TE TE DEE DE TE TE DEE DE TE TE PPAP TOE TOE DI DOE TOE TOE DI DOE TI DOE DOE TOE DI DOE TOE TOE DI DOE PPAP
The Smurfs song in Maxime Language :
LA LAAA LA LALALAA LAAA LA LA LALAAAAAAA LAAAA LAAAA LALA LA LAAAA LA LA LA LA LAAAA TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEEEHHH DEEEEE TEM TEM TEM TEM TEM DEDEM TEM TEM TEM DEM DEM TEM DEM DEMMMM TEM TEM TEM TEM DEM DEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEEEHH DEEEE DE DE DEM DEM DEM DEM TEM TEM DEM DEM TEM TEM TEM TEM TEEEEHHH
I dont like Clara concerts. But I’m forced to listen. Thoughts whilst listening :
-youre singing about potatoes
-your high voice sounds like a grain of wheat in some way
Bienvenue au PLANETARIUMM DE CLARA
Poem by Clara :
Potato poop ,
Potato poop ,
I love it !
I love it !
Its great !
Yes it issssss
You have it for breakfast
For lunch and for dinner
+ out of your bum
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And then there were a few cool photoshoots :