Alright, Peter Puppy, let's just face facts: You have got to be the world's...no, the galaxy's worst father. I don't know how you let six hundred of your kids get captured by one giant bird in the first place...but you let it happen again! I went looking at PetCo to see if they have a mug for, like, "World's worst puppy father", and they don't! And it probably wouldn't sell very well, because it would only sell to you!
Santa in a bullet-proof vest wielding a huge gun. Welcome to life in 1924.
''Watch out for that Beamos."
Mess with me, you mess with omnipotence. And by omnipotence, I mean a giant hand that can carry shit.
"DANCE MR. SATAN, DANCE!"
John opens his inventory to reveal a lockpick, a book of spells, and a formerly salty bear. John:
So wow, this is all I have for, uh— Rick:
That is all you have now. John:
At least she left you the bear. John:
Yeah, took the stick, but they left me the salt-covered bear? Steve:
No salt, just the bear. They cleaned the bear. Brandon:
You can't even lick the bear for sustenance!
Momentum, momentum, momentum...
Log the roll. Spike:
Log the roll? Jay:
Rog the... Spike:
Rog the loll? What are you saying? I don't even... Aah!
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