I think I just Smurfed in my mouth. The Smurfs
No one knows where they came from.
Sighting have been reported all across the city.
No one understands what they are.
There's still no explanation of what we saw last night over Central Park.
All we know is that it's real and it's happening.
But this August. They arrive.
Waaah!
Every Smurf for himself!
Run!
We're being attacked! Do not be fooled by their cuteness!
They're friendly.
That's right you pasty giant.
Smurfette: Don't let little me interrupt. Wow, is there a draft in here?
Nothing like a cool breeze through my enchanted forest. Haha!
I think I just Smurfed in my mouth.
This Summer. Our Turf. Gets Smurf'd.
Where the Smurf are we?
