That your car? Pretty nice, I love convertibles! It's kind of wild how much the flora of an ecosystem rely on flowers to round out their collective color wheel. Take heart! There will be fascists enough to punch anon! Look, the expected value of going again is infinite. So hit me. Hit me. Hit me. Sweet things come from those who fly! A rare window into how royal succession plays out after the chess game has concluded. Within these pictures, we will no doubt find the hidden secrets that will reveal the identity of the murderer! This design is also available on one of our commidi-tees, available in the gift shop! (grumbles) "Goddamn group projects, how come I'm always the one picking up the slack at the last minute?" These felines bee-line to bumper gleams and laser beams. This is the luckiest thing to happen to Mazura since he got kicked out of Parapa Palace. I'll tell you what, when we're done down here, it's going to be all mine! I'm hot 'cause I stayed out in the sun too long. You ain't 'cause you showed reasonable levels of restraint in the face of a fiery sky orb. If you think she's going to make a splash when she hits the waves, wait until you see how big a splash he makes! Sure, some things end, but in the grand scheme, everything keeps on going. Sure, the sun's out and life feels easy, but do you ever get the feeling that the shallows are getting less shallow all the time? "It's our spilled milk, and we'll cry if we want to!" I heard that, back in the day, they'd put a whole sausage in your burger if you asked them! "You say you can't stand me when I'm quiet, and so I shot you with my silence. I can't get that trumpet out of my head." -Lykke Li, "This Trumpet In My Head" (2008). Beware the prisons we build for ourselves, invisible to others, that trap us in our own minds. 
