I am great.
"Wow." exclaimed the pregnant gourd at the shocking display on television.
A postcard! Sir Snake von Gentleman sends us kind wishes from his volcano fortress.
White Spy's ploys had become much more daring.
Damn it, I keep getting yarn in my eggs.
A rather short fellow shouts foreign obscenities through a megaphone.
So I threw a molotov at him when he opened the door.
A tomato smacks his lips in anticipation of his meal.
A young girl ponders the fleeting nature of chalk as an artistic medium.
The little bluebird wants you to check out his sweet new tattoo.
The more you no!
War has changed. Dodgeball.. has changed.
Jeepers, creepers, where'd you get those peepers?