You see a beefy dingus with a bunch of legs on his head. Looks like somebody went to town on him with a marker. He’s running around on skulls. A dark boner pops in your pants as you see his axe. It is really on fire. Wow. His head legs start kicking around in a gruesome dance. A chill goes up your butt as his evil eyes look into you evilly. He makes a fearsome sound like somebody hooting on a jug.
Jovian Republic, anyone?
Thanks to SA’s WTF, D&D!? for bringing up this gem.
you never end up with like, Mozoft’s fourteen-eighth stuck in your headMy friend Lorenzo, on why the symphony is boring
I keep getting that tumblr weight loss spambot anon ask
what are you trying to tell me faceless robot I’m underweight as fuck
my diet is nothing but Arizona teas and funyuns what do you want from me