
Oh sure, the life of a birb boy seems pretty sweet, buy he’s going to end up as pate on a Frenchman’s plate any day now.

Oh sure, the life of a birb boy seems pretty sweet, buy he’s going to end up as pate on a Frenchman’s plate any day now.

Let the horse without sin cast the first stone.

This is the unholy union of a blort and a blarp.

Is not the blargh burger delicious?

The weather is a butt.

Imagine all of those legs crawling all over you.