What John never got to touch.

IT'S GAAAMEEEEBROOOO!!!!

ALRIGHT, LISTEN HERE NOOKSNIFFERS. THIS IS HOW ITS GOING TO GO DOWN.

HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk HONK honk

The king is running from a missile. This missile is shouting "LET ME LOVE YOU!" It's a rad drawing, dude.

Um, not sure. So... GIRL. YOU THERE GIRL.

Cormac McCarthy writes excessively florid prose describing Coca-Cola.

A racist, drug-addled miscreant's idea of humor. How distasteful.

A disturbingly detailed man stares at a gyroscope on his finger.

A B-Movie.

I did not pee myself today. I am so proud.

JB is a striped orange/white fish in a purple hat.