You can always call on a bear to open jars for you.
I steal crumbs.
Crumbs.
Also I maintain a secret cache of documents underneath the Alaskan tundra with the help of a diesel generator, some very large goggles and a years supply of smoked frozen herring.
You can always call on a bear to open jars for you.
As long as you don’t call a bear a furry, he or she is happy and its a wonderful relationship.
Bears always listen and cuddle, as long as they aren’t hungry.
Expecting the fabrege egg to be hidden where he left it in the oven, hank looks upon the torso of one of his children instead.
stinky
Having to constantly find new hiding places for the blood chalice, and keeping up with all the latest scanning methods so you can develop countermeasures. Your secret is never truly safe.
I believe this is the start of a revolution for skeletal freedom.
(Not Skelator. Fuck you Skelator.)
According to Lord Sauron, wasps are just trying to help, and are very misunderstood. Please let them into your house, they will reform.
For a monthly retainer of only 100 millionions I will review and certify each review.
Linkedin also wants to steal all your content to train AI. #winning
It all started with the hogs taking Washington State.
I am disappointed with all of you. Please go to your room.
I am willing to step forward to solve this problem. Meesa propose unlimited emergency powers. Store all DNA in buckets, shrink wrapped to perfection. Most kind.
+1 for German sense of play
Every goddamn thing wrapped in plastic that prevents crumbs from falling out.
“We should join them. It would be wise, Gandalf. There is hope that way.”
Hitler seems pleased.
There can be only one.
This is what we need to implement our plan.
You probably won’t be cold ever, with a bear.