Come here, Beefy... I'm in the mood for steak; one that's burnt to a blackened crisp. I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll scorch your brains in! When I'm done with you, I'll toss you in a nest of Spiny eggs so they have something to eat when they break out of their shells.Or, if you prefer, I can just drop my six ton green butt on your head from 100 feet in the air, and they won't ever be able to even find the stain that used to be your body! BWAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!!!
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