A vegan's poop

A series of runic enscriptions in the dead of space

Draw the closest thing to your left

No it's cool guys, really! Don't worry about my disfigured legs!

This is the end for kate. Here in her box, with only sheep for company. In her dying breath she stutters ...it was the unicorn.. y..yolo..

No blondes club! They probably have one.

Dude... you cut your hand off. Gross man.

A steel plank jumps out of a hole, narrowly escaping defeat. Little to his attackers know, his right arm is in fact a worm.