
Poised, ready to strike…

Poised, ready to strike…

Why, Laurel, why did you create me to live in a perpetual state of burning?

Hey, nice lady with the high-heeled shoes and the pretty dress! FROINLAVEN! OH LADY!

Is that his hair or his brain up there?

Creepy Bob is here for your souls.

He came from another world to save us from our cheese.