The gnomes are once again demanding that I stop pooping on their little mushroom houses
duel tonight? duel tonight queen? duel?
The anti-crows perch on the undersides of branches, their plumage a blinding white, silently forgetting how to construct tools.
He’s a ten but he’s the King of Rats; plague is his crown and filth is his scepter
I am handsome and deserve treats
Gay Dracula be like “I vant to suck you off” haha *crossbow bolt lands an inch from my head* Gay Van Helsing: Gay who?
Gentlemen, this is our most ambitious project yet *unfurls large blueprint of an ice cream cone*
Rodent heaven is actually a comfy burrow deep underground and rodent hell is in the sky with all of the birds
You must be Aivazovsky’s Exploding Ship or Neapolitan Lighthouse if you think we fucking
