Just think of it, a land created by Lord Larethian for all our kind. We'll just need to relocate these pesky humans.
While we're at it, any chance we could get your plow as well? We're going to need some battering rams.
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"Now, fellas, how exactly are we going to proceed with no judge or jury?"
A multi-purpose greeting card configured to read, "Hope you had a pleasant recuperation!"
This retro aesthetic has a particularly appealing crunch to it!
Look, Eunice, the company has done quite a lot to wind you up, it's only right that it get the song and dance it expects.
"I did my makeup all by myself! Well, maybe one person helped."
She's navigating that tenuous Middle Kingdom between cat girl and catgirl.
I know some people say think they're very one-dimensional, but I sure think they've got depth.
It's like I've got this whole dense orb on my back! Won't anyone take pity on the burdens felt by the powerful?
When all you have is a skull, every problem starts to look like a fortress gate.
I hope this doesn't corrupt any sectors in me...
It's almost as though what the heart wants is not necessarily precisely what the body needs.
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.