

“Big coat…little coat…hmmm…it’s a big issue so we need the big coat.”


“Big coat…little coat…hmmm…it’s a big issue so we need the big coat.”


What a terrible day to have eyes.


Me: I can’t wait to-
Some dude: Hey our lord is mad at the lord from the other hill, so grab a pitchfork and join our army…or else.
In all fairness she didn’t pass the initial sniff inspection followed by a surprise sniff inspection.
Swap out the humans for rats, change the title to Ratatouille 2, and we got a billion dollars.
Never pass on pp fun times…unless it’s not your thing then absolutely pass on pp times.
(Drops and does 50 pushups)
Tequila: Listen man. You can dance.
We need some kind of monster truck style bike that just patrols around and crushes these cars, and some dude riding it could say “HELL YEAH BROTHER” and other remarks of this nature.
If you’ve ever played dwarf fortress you will know.
Mmmmm…peas and diced pineapple!
There’s a Venn diagram between marines, furries, and rappers. They all tend to bark during songs.
I’d be in the front row to see this band.
I once bought 5 McDoubles, just because I could. Those days are gone.
Chocolate milk bandits: Oh dang it.
“Oh, I dare say I sipped a natural 20.”
Then the Mage tells you that you win the Goblin Rose Garden Championship, my dear.
(Polite clapping)
So you guys…like…stuff? (Awkward silence)
What is the charge!? Eating a salad? Eating a succulent salad???
BeefCakeOmon, gotta lift em all!