'Rampage activated. reeaaghhhh..!'

And finally, Manwell disappeared into the sunset, for what could be the last time.

'Rahhhh, why are my feet covered in broccoli?' quizzed the advancing soldier.

Thumbs up, bro.

Little did spot know, but his final moment was drawing ever closer.

Rip and tear.

Someone who has to go fast.

Well written curses.

A blind, black jellybean tells a story.

A tasty trap bird.

'As i injected the serum, i realised it was too late. The bone-itus had already set in.'

Raphael was dissappointed to find that the facial cream didn't work, and that his face was greyer and pimplier than ever.