Jamesman emits a soothing odor of Axe Body Spray from every pore.
Here's a big old mangled mess of colors courtesy of noapparentfunction.
Proxy Toaster spent his lifesavings on Warhammer figurines.
Burk dredged up all the horrible emotions deep in the darkest depths of his soul to make this laughable carefree picture.
That salty dog tractorcrusher slapped this image on the table with a gnarled grimace.
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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