
Nubbly Bub hates its job.

Nubbly Bub hates its job.

It’s a troodle doodle.

I blame the 300-year-old Clamato in my fridge for this.

Whatever, bro, you may say that you can see all, but you can’t see inside my heart.

It looks like you smell.

Stu needs to eat a sammich.