Oh……You again. Look, I had a whole lot of nothing planned for this evening, and you've botched it with your sculduddery! I was cleaning up to prepare for the strenuous activity of staring idly, and suddenly you had to go and cloud my thoughts with what…….Bread?! What is wrong with you?
Oh. What is that? Why does the Nasty Man have a beard? Because I have a beard! It must be reflected in this true account of my life. My beard is too rugged and manly to overlook. It demands a sacrifice! Otherwise, it shall bring a plague of steel wool kisses upon your houses, which will give you all a rather serious rash. A few beefs and a dolphin will do.
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