Nobody fucked with this guy cause they all thought he was in the special kids classes.
BURD. BURD. BURD. BURD.
Yeah we see it Tommy good job you have a bird hat please don't eat the crayons
I can only imagine the unholy clanking of that thing's wings as its wearer charged into battle.
please don't eat the crayons
What's the 4th century version of a crayon? A frozen piece of poo?
I think it was just poo. They didn't have refrigerators.
Where did they keep the eye-scream?
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