Can't be worse than that GA Rcher I summoned. That guy was actually Satan.
"It's not what's on the outside, but the inside that counts. Such is the belief of a pansexual." *jerks it against a literal pan*If Satan, Beelzebub, and Lucifer are all the same person, how did they all wind up in the same room at the same time? I'm pretty sure the atomic goat had something to do with it.
Who are the ones that we kept in charge? Killers, thieves, and lawyers. God's away, god's away, god's away on business... business.Atomic Goats would have been A Good Name for a Rock Band. If only their lead singer hadn't gotten everybody kicked out of the Budokan...
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!On the plus side that did allow us to escape those beaver secret agents. Whatever happened to them BTW?
Guys, if someone had not called in sick, we would have won 50 dollars, and as such would be able to bribe the guards!
Are you kidding? I've tried bribing the guards before, it only made them more determined to catch me for stealing one of their MacGuffin's. And I still don't know what it does.
Here's a Godmodder. Please Kill him before he fucks up everything. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=15527074470A62989200If it's the one I'm thinking off then all I know is that it glows red when covered in yak butter, I discovered that during the last battle between the clowns, pigs, elves and weasels.
Elves are the worst, man. Once I was about to board a flight and an elf held up the entire airport with a duck and a pair of shoes. Bastard made me miss my flight with his bullshit.
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideCoincidentally, it was also the best episode of You Know What's Bullshit? in months. Don't ask me to clean up after the cows, though.
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!The cows are all right.
The chickens, considering what happened with them, I'm not so sure...
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideDon't feel sorry for them. They deserved it after what they did to Freud.
Freud had it coming. I know a cigar when I see it, and that wasn't a cigar, nowutimean?
Who are the ones that we kept in charge? Killers, thieves, and lawyers. God's away, god's away, god's away on business... business.Let's be fair that only happened because Freud was hypnotized by Batman. No not Bruce Wayne, that crazy guy who does impossible things with baseball bats.
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Bat-Man? didn't he die from that termite hunting accident a few years back? We should know more about this, after that accident at the Nuclear Waste site.
Here's a Godmodder. Please Kill him before he fucks up everything. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=15527074470A62989200See, you're getting Batman and Bat-Man mixed up. Batman is still alive, and Bat-Man was fatally injured during the great termite hunt. Actually, I think it was the gasoline enema that killed him.
Who are the ones that we kept in charge? Killers, thieves, and lawyers. God's away, god's away, god's away on business... business.I kept telling him that was no way to cure platypus possession, but he never listened. Did anyone tell the nurse about that?
I'm in your fanfiction, correcting your spelling.No, why should I? Remember the last time that happened? We had to call the SWAT team and the place was flooded for an entire week!
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideYou have to admit that it was nice of the SWAT team to let us crash at their place, or it seemed that way until they tried to sacrifice us.
I still can't figure out why they'd want to sacrifice us to the flying monkeys. That's the Oz cult, they were the Wonderland cult.
Who are the ones that we kept in charge? Killers, thieves, and lawyers. God's away, god's away, god's away on business... business.Speaking of Wonderland, remember that trip we took to Addis Ababa? Oh, what a wild-ass ride that was!
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideI didn't even know taking a Wrong Turn at Albuquerque would land us that far from home...
I hope you get tiny bits of eggshell in all your omelettes for the rest of your life!Don't forget, space was still al screwed thanks to those gingerbread cookies.
Yeah, we never should have taken advice from that guy. He makes suits out of keys. Keys!
That has got to be the third worst thing to make suits out of that I've seen be used by an Australian immigrant
I dunno, i wouldn't call them a friend. They ate all the fries on the way home, which really didn't make Bob Ross too happy... i still have nightmares of what he did after that.