I can’t even taste the air up here.
One of these is going to get stuck in your head.
Plenty more where that came from. Seriously, I carry a lot of ammo.
Shooting’s easy. Aiming’s hard.
It’s mine, I licked it!
Don’t trust any liquid you can see through.
What’s that smell? Oh, it’s me.
The only thing the sun’s good for is what it does to milk.
Always pack a snack a month in advance!
I hear you’re trash! Bow before your king!
Dip it in sewage, leave it in the sun for a while… oh, yes, that’s perfect!
What doesn’t kill you just isn’t finished yet.
Trespassers will be shot, then looted, then… chewed on for a while.
They’ll have more holes than my favorite cheese.
Aged like a fine egg.
Are you gonna finish that?
Oohoo, Singed! You smell nice!