The judgment of the puppetmaster and puppet knows no bounds, it is known.

We'd prolly also be wasted.

As I convince Po to sell me his art for next to nothing (because I'm a true connoisseur and money means little to him), I'll judge you all.
Some of you will even be judged favorably.

one million, no less.

I would probably act hyper crack and random jokes. Yall will either love me or find me compleatly annoying and immature :p

What is it with you and people glued naked to a ceiling??? :rofl:

Can't get the idea out of me head now, worryingly.

Thats a fairly accurate take on me. I'm easy to get along with, and after a few beers I get pretty silly. There'd probably be alot of "Wait... what did you say?" kind of conversation most likely from accent barriers, and I'd probably be following Vanilla around watching her butt.

I'd definitely bring a guitar and my smaller stage setup for some live music. We'd jam Po... oh yes we would definitely jam my friend.

I'd probably jerk it at least twice, if not three times to Vanilla. Sparky and I would be handing out joints and doing shots of rum. I'd wear a full camo suit and timberland boots.