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Collect all the flying backpacks and stop-n-swap spit with your local kathreeie until you go nuts and bolt.

A nidoran♂  ate Jonson's homework but big Leafy and stinky Red-Rover train harder than Apollo Creed♂.

We're back! Fs in the chat for Homer and the blind boys with wandering eyes.

We uncovered new data that suggests you're all wrong about everything and plants wear lipstick. Get used to it.

What's a dragon to do when they've got two dads? Go to war!

All we need is a page one rewrite, some mood stabilizers, and a few less Krispy King Koopa Kremes and we can get this fella back on top.

Here lies Norman Reedus' dad, Dave. Don't hog the arm meat.

Jonson goes full sandwich on this one. Sometimes you just gotta shoot your inner demons right outta of port two.