La pijanave, maravilla de la macrotecnologia creada por underages, esta a punto de salir del planeta pelota de playa, similar a la Tierra.

El dios de los reactores nucleares con linea de carrera en el medio comienza con el día del juicio porque la humanidad usa energia solar

TOO SOON.... too soon for WHAT?... for the bus?... for baking my cake?... FOR WHAT???!!! *jumps through the window*

They kinda remind me the midnight crew...

It's fun! and it's even more and more bigger!... you guessed it... IT'S CANCER!, YAAAAY! (?)

I don't know what this monkey wants with me... But I think I don't wanna know...

We've got us a map, (a map!) To lead us to a hidden box, That's all locked up with locks! (with locks!) And buried deep away!

XJ9 doing... well, something

TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING NARWAL!... YOU'LL NEVER BE AN UNICORN!

ABCDEFGKÑSFGJ$%"$=)%?"$=!·)$!$... etc. Si, eso. No me preguntes como lo vas a dibujar.

¿Es un pajaro?, ¿es un avion?, ¡NO!, ¡es el hombre Atari 520ST!

El mundo esta patas para arriba... literalmente