"We do whatever our rice crispies tell us to." |
...any self respecting suicidal maniac has already splattered themselves all over somebody else's vehicle registration. |
This miracle drug, derived from the livers of puffer fish... |
What if you could trap a mime in an invisible, soundproof box? |
He decides to attempt to shock people... |
"I wonder if he had to practice slumping in his own vomit." |
...another number of the geriatric migratory flock... |
...all the Gerber and water your old folk can get through a straw. |
...it pitches a tent and stays the night. |
"Hail to the Sun God! He is the Fun God! Ra! Ra! Ra!" |
We only call him Mad Foaming Monstrosity of a Multiple Disposition on special occasions. |
...long history of gunpowder and fireworks expertise... |