A grotesque demon with his eyeball hanging out of his head. What a sight to behold.

The latest new fetish. Furries. But not just furries! No... furry lawyers.

I've started 10 new chains today. When will it end. When can I stop trying to be original for once. When will my husband return from war.

"I'm holding your lasagna for ransom. Deliver my money by tomorrow, and it lives. Don't? Say goodbye to your lovely little Italian dish..."

W+M1 is best strategy.

An apple with a silencer gun shoots and kills a weak and pathetic gun, who, in turn, exclaims "my tampons!" as she bleeds on the ground.

SNAKERANG. IT'S A GOD DAMN SNAKERANG.

Noot noot apocalypse. Grab your guns, boys.

Make me cry.

An obscure joke only you would understand.

The stock market. But instead of money, there's hats. Which can be bought with keys. Many, many keys. Apple earbuds are worth millions.

assless chaps