Tuck Fexas

 

AWESOME! 

Bloody bag lunches!

Brainy Trapper Keepers!

Shell carpets!

(YOUR KID HERE?)

 

(Perp)le Nerple!

Lock an' load, boys!

RIGHTCHEW READY 2 ROCK 'N' ROLL??!!!??

But wait! No! No! No!

First clean your hands!

 

Your hands are clean!

Your hands are clean!

Your hands must always be clean! 

So important!

But I'm always afraid!

Sooo afraid!

Red suns bob...

Thorn wire, tiny

GINSU KNIVES, eh?!

Nice!

Moriremos libres!

 

Ayudanos!

 

Madre

 

Por favor!

 

 

 

Madre...

 

 

 

 

 *Glub* 

 

 

Women are born with pain built in.

Plotted grids groan,

trolls flee south.

Sweet!

Oh, Steen! Oh, lock them doors!

LOCK THEM DOORS!! 

SUCCOUR THEM NOT!!

WICKED MUST DROWN!!

GAWD WILL KNOW HIS OWN!!

(Wait, does that sound bad? Eh.)

GLORY BE, WE HAVE WIDENED THE NEEDLE'S EYE

ENUFF TO FLY A GULFSTREAM THRU!!

HALLEUJAH!! YEE-HAW!!

HONI SOIT QUI MAL Y PENSE!

 

 

              (Soon?)

AUSTIN IS STILL OURS!!!

THEY WON'T-hey, were those shots?

Wait, are those-? Are they-?

SHI-!!

 

 

They, like Zion, at the dead center (core) of the universe...

(God Swill).

 

 

Hitchhike...drive...fast...soon...

DB/3.2024