My uncle performed the first Minion autopsy out near Marietta. Year was ‘89. Thick, thick skin, like a boar’s. Downstairs was all cloaca. Kevin still visits the grave
CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF, PAUL MCCARTNEY DID NOT DIE IN A CAR ACCIDENT IN 1966 AND GET REPLACED BY AN IMPOSTER. YOU, THE PERSON READING THIS, ON THE OTHER HAND, WERE
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Irrelevant to my mission.
Irrelevant to my mission.
Irrelevant to my mission.
Irrelevant to my mission.
Irrelevant to my mission.
Basically my job is to lean against a wall and toss an apple up and down and chuckle to myself every now and then. I make one hundred billion dollars a year
Literally loling. Guy shot me with a silver bullet because he thought I was a werewolf. I'm not and never have been. I am currently dying though on account of the bullet
yeah man, I don't know what's wrong with you, when i try to visualize an apple, I see it from all sides simultaneously; i see all apples it could have been; i see it as one continuous chain of apple from tree from seed from apple all the way back to the proto-apple