I live in the hot dry and dusty outskirts of Los Angeles... and i'm sick of it.
Not much nutrition in plastic army men.
Where’s the wash your paws sign?
Ouch! That sounds painful.
Your right he probably staggered.
Richard’s testicular elephantiasis once more got him run out of town.
SWEET GHERKIN! Those dills look baked!
At least he has a positive attitude.
Probably need constructive sheep to fix this dreamscape.
Dadi showing Spidi professional curtesy.
Carl I hope you have a big spatula handy.