That, I cannot refute. Cumulocockus… fucking gold.
Trundle
Crazy, right? A goddamn head-on crab salamander. Who thinks this shit up? Clouds are bonkers.
Bonus points if you noticed the cumulus cock.
For fuck’s sake, why no Glockopotomus?
-Always hungry, hungry (for murder.) -Dat ass
That’s not a horse, it’s a damned butterfly and you know it!
Thank you, FabioTNO, for providing much-needed insight on the topic of fecal adhesion and permanence.
You seem to know your shit.
“Is Pepsi okay?”
:/
I think they absorb meat liquids so they don’t pool at the bottom of the tray. Probably just to make it look more appealing.
To be noted: My keyboard attempted to autocorrect “pool” to “poop.” I am not displeased.
Nope nope nope… Fuuuuuuck that noise. Tube steak appears to not be a viable option.
For me.
You know, I never even thought about how much liquid weight those little diapers accounted for.
I have heard of “tube steak”. I’ll check into that.
“You have no air here, Gandalf the Gray.”
Mmmkay, but if I were to buy one of those nut butter steaks, it sure as shit better come with one of those little meat diapers in the bottom of the package.
Don’t you cheat me.
Oh man, that’s some serious shit. In Italy, those gnarled clumps of hail are referred to as Il testicolo congelato di Satana which, translated to English means Satan’s Frozen Testicle.
Mama mia.