Ok Lemmings look, I love life and I love my family, so I’d hate to have to blow my fucking brains out. So what’s another strategy for tuning out this incessant lava chicken?
Alternatively, does anyone have a time machine and enough money to convince Jack Black to not do the Minecraft movie?
H a m p s t e r d a n c e
You… still want to keep contact with them, right? I mean, who will take care of you when you’re older?