Robo-Smurf 9000.

You know, if you'd done that to somebody else, they might devote their entire existence to exacting revenge. But I forgive you. You monster.

Now entering Wicawac, Michigan, the fishbowl capital of the world! That's quite a lofty achievement.

"To be, or not to be...", muses the Bard of Breath as he contemplates his croissant.

A dapper dog thinks it's a pity either that there is a fly-covered lump of feces in his food bowl or that his name is apparently 'DOG'.

A gleefully grinning hypnotized dog with no ears. Mildly nightmare-inducing.

A show that, if watched for more than a few moments, will cause every one of your brain cells to die a slow and painful death.

An angry man glares out of your computer screen. He obviously has no respect for personal space. Seriously, he should back off a bit.

A ninja hates fruit and prepares to dismember them with sharp objects. They are dismayed. Seems like it could be made into a fun game...

Fred Flintstone leans forward and glares menacingly.

Flashlight from Helvetica. If you don't know who that is, draw Wheatley! If you don't know him either, draw a pinata shaped like a hippo.

A girl trying to escape from the horrifying green room of death, but a bundle of sticks is blocking her path! D: