Thank you for the win. This should be fun!
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Go ahead... kiss my nose, just like the slobbering baby and brazillian tour groups did before you. THAT'S why it's wet!
"OMG, is that Bacon?!? BACON!!!"
Staring into the cold, black eyes of the beast, Lord Baskerville knew without a doubt that his end would come that night on the cold, desolate moor.
HEY WAKE UP, I need to pee!!!
As seen from Randall's Butt-cam.
Please put the camera down and get out of my house.
Pluto can't talk... but he's thinking, "In yo face sucka!"
snausages!