A large dragon with horns breathes fire. A smaller dragon understands.

In the future, everything scuttles around on robot legs. Even your teapot.

She sighed. Paul had done it again. He had mixed unlike colors in the wash. Was living with him ever going to get easier?

"No," she pleaded. "My dear, it's the only way to save the world from the giant gray waffle. I'm sorry. Corporal, fire the Red Mittens!"

El Ninjador confronts his arch enemy, Senorita Cactus.

It was then that he knew what he had to do. He had to hop in that minecart and chase that squiggle down the hill, even if it killed him.

After making a tedious loop of his surroundings, the snake finally notices the glowing red pill below him. He slithers forward in haste.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Elmo took action. He crashed through the window, whirling to fire his Tommy gun on his pursuers.

a self satisfied quarter note wears assless shorts.

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In the game of Doodle or Die, you doodle or you die.

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