The cold, cruel embrace of death reaches him.

But now, O Lord, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand.

A mother is obsessed with Panic! At the Disco, and neglects her children in the process, singing nothing but their lyrics.

Sassy fashionable Dragon

Inclusive sweater

Bird girl gets owned but doesn't give a single F.

My mom and your mom are having a lesbian affair.

Make me into a man.

A final farwell

Busty tree on fire

BREAKING NEWS: The Zombie Apocalypse has begun!

Fat gaming nerd