There he goes. One of God’s own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die
*alternate timeline where George Lucas is a Minion*
GEORGE LUCAS DRIVING THE TINIEST CAR YOU'VE EVER SEEN THROUGH GRU'S LAIR: Whaaat? Ta ptt y'all cono cama ba? Banana! Gahahaha!
*starts playing Happy so hard that it causes Minion 9/11*
was short in stature (about a meter and twenty centimeters), was levitating about thirty centimeters above the ground, was wearing a green suit, a yellow headdress and was wearing silver colored shoes. He kept his hands tucked in front in a sort of pocket (or pouch)
It must have felt so incredible to be a white boy and drive around Miami in a Camaro coked out of your mind piss drunk listening to this album 10 bricks on the trunk chopper in the back but it’s cool bc they’re CIA bricks and it’s a DEA chopper