Now I’m picturing penguins having nonstop business meetings about fish and vendor relations in Antarctica.
saltnotsugar
joined 1 year ago
The council accepts your offering of cursed hors d’oeuvres, but does not grant you the rank of Forbidden Snack.
“Make the pants tighter.”
…they’re already pretty tight-
“AS TIGHT AS POSSIBLE!”
“Ohhhh I’m gonna nut-“
JUST LET ME PUT ON THE EARMUFFS THEN!
Like…LMAO…let’s run some BMPs across this field.
“Sir, the field is mined, covered by anti tank weapons, and is zeroed in with artillery.”
Bro, trust me bro it’ll work bro.