She's burning through the sky. 200 degrees, that's why they call her Mrs. Fahrenheit.

very impractical man pockets his wallet with the aid of a stick.

The Supervillain Appreciation Society's annual meeting

dang, this tree looks evil!

drunk scarecrow wondering why the road he is crossing is neither yellow nor made of bricks.

Adam harshly stating that Eve is even more useles than Magikarp. Eve uses SPLASH, but nothing happens.

Three hot baked potatoes are in a cuddly mood.

Oh no! Your mother seems to have misplaced one of her pink yoga stockings! Santa to the rescue!

sprouting arms made an earthworn overconfident.

red haired frenchman summons Jerome. I somehow get the feeling he's planning on beating him up with that baguette he has. Also: a sad dude.

a cross between a pony and a t-rex struggles to identify a cloud of confetti

indecipherable inscription of slightly misplaced headstone is fitting, given that it marks the location of a coffin full of squiggly lines