I find Ghid’s humor dark.
But if some mad scientist could bring Racie’s uncle back to life.
I find Ghid’s humor dark.
But if some mad scientist could bring Racie’s uncle back to life.
I was alone and content in my rubber room.
That’s when the rats came…
Rats?
I was rats once.
Once?
Once I was reading about rooms…
Rooms?
Rooms make me crazy.
This isn’t crazy…
THIS IS MIND BLENDING MADDNESS!!!
Spiderus was losing his mind at the thought of rooms existing.
It was only a matter of time until he learned about houses.
The doctor read the report about his new patient. “Afraid of Houses, is he?”
Looking at my calendar, I asked, “where did February 29th and 30th go?”
“Right here,” February 29th and 30th said.
Bionicle g3 has just been announced.
Disney is making it.
When one door closes, another one opens.
So anyway, that’s how the Open Door Maniac got into my house.
I join the silent assembly passing by the open casket of the recently deceased Danny Devito.
As I depart, I conceal the syringe which now contains enough of his tissue to produce an identical clone which I will name Danny Devitwo.
Lazily, an empty can of fizzy drink rolled past the concession stand.
Two children stared blankly at a trail of stains left behind a shadowy figure smelling of smoke snickering in the night.
I exhaled my last breath in the hospital room, relieved that the agony of my stage 4 cancer pains are finally at an end.
“READY TO CHARGE” says medic from team fortress 2
As it closed in on me, a shriek of terror escaped from my lungs. The Chef Boyardee can from the store had followed me all the way home!
A gas station employee named Bug furrows his brow, looking at the poster for FNAF 2 with sullen eyes as his previous attempts at discussion concerning Malboro Man’s return proved faulty.
He picks up one of the seemingly sentient cans of Chef Boyardee and consumes it aluminum and all before diving head first into a passerby’s windshield.
Of course I thought bringing a caveman back with me through the Time Machine was a good idea. However, I did not consider the repercussions of giving him a red bull and making him watch the movie Aliens.
“hey, where did the pentagon go,” the concerned passerby said
“I don’t know,” I replied with a suspiciously pentagon shaped stomach
Last night i had some jawbreakers as a midnight snack.
Then i woke up and realized my marble collection was missing.
What should have been a fall to my death in the Egyptian tomb resulted in an even more horrifying experience. I was tormented by Hotep and his horrible mummy puns for months.