Go home Hermaeus Mora, you’re drunk.

I’m sorry about that. You don’t like Sergeant Brick-Angel?

Then how big is Captain America?
~(especially the Rob Liefeld version)~

Such a weirdo.

* finishing

Supernatural leftists threaten an elderly capitalist at home at night.

Sounds dangerous:

Who won, who’s next. You decide!

When it’s finally their turn to board the ark:

Here we aaare, born to be kings.
We′re the princes of the Universe. 🎵 🎵

While searching for the laughing Teletubbies sun for response, I found something else, which makes me giggle and needed to be shared:

But to which number you have to count?

Oh, please. That doesn’t even sound like him! The President’s an idiot, you don’t sound like an idiot. If you don’t wanna talk to your mother, just avoid me like usual, huh?