It is twelve o'clock and a waning crescent moon shines through the window amid stars while a beautiful brunette cries softly about her wash.

An ostrich egg has unfortunately crashed on the hardwood floor, and shattered. Or perhaps it's Humpty Dumpty.

A carrot cries tears of blood for his inability to swim.

A firby demands a hug, the robot bastard.

A sexy pig rolling ing some mud.

Ketchup and mustard finally get along.

A very sad dinner. (Includes a chicken drumstick, possibly a pickle, and a frown.)

Finn the Human beats up a cyclopes for his tears.

A wolf lost in a chocolate fountain cries, "Listen here, cum slut!"

That thing that goes bump in the night? Yeah, that's a ghost.

A googly eyed man with a terribly crooked nose.

Pokemon!!