what else did you expect

cords are basically metal pasta…

hold on a sec Brythyn, Destroyer of Worlds and Consumer of Stars, I gotta look something up quick

they don’t frostbite…

the worst result in rolling

the beacons are lit, gondor calls for food!

anxietime

it all makes sense now…

jack black slack needs no unpack, in fact

how monopoly ends

gotta keep you in check

scarface

oh how the tables turn

jokes on you, it was ‘twin’ (or ‘like’)

spondro the drongon

mi armor