“For goodness sake stop drinking!”
“I WILL DRINKING STOP WHEN I WANT TO! I AM MOURNING FOR MY DEAR ALEXI RIGHT NOW! HAS EVERYONE FORGOTTEN THAT HE HAS BEEN MURDERED?!”
“I honestly regret everything and I wish there were no Christmas….”
“Now let’s see what the blessing in the book says. ‘Dear All White Male God, Please send down a rain of fire to cleanse us of the mud races…’ Oooh boy that’s a bit insane! Let’s just eat.”
A couple years ago, you were a six foot tall spider that wanted us to help you drill a hole into the earth to unleash demons to run your global diet pill pyramid scheme.
What?
Okay, what about this one? A year later, you were a cow that tried to get us to bring all our garbage to you so you could use flies get through to walls of a bank so you could get the money to rent patio furniture that you hadn't paid for yet.
And this is us at dinner before we sent you to the slaughterhouse.