It all makes sense.
The taters were fecking RAWWW
You said you weren’t hungry, babe.
How does one wake up from the Matrix, exactly?
The ducks are free at national parks this weekend.
Works about a quarter of the time.
Do you even floss…?
It’s ugh, sweater weather, apparently.
We’ve made a huge misteak in the name of wellness.
Blow me. – Bouquet, probably.
Care for pre-toad.
The transition is complete…
Unicorns are less magical in real life…
Snipper no snipping!
Just a matter of paperwork, brother.
Delete the interwebs!