This is the first time that one of your comments made me physically gag and dry-heave. I feel delighted to finally join the club of people who have felt disgusted by your heinous humor.

My dad is dead, so zombie fan-fic fans can have a little treat

I used to run my thumbnail across them. My fingertips were constantly black and smell like fireworks/hotdogs.

The smoke proves it was magic

I unplug my computer by yanking the power cable from the middle. You brave enough to insult my methods?

Y’all need to quit thinking I’m more clever than I am. Fart photographer.

How do you know? Have you seen your skeleton? Or any skeleton get made, for that matter? Reject flat Earth theory, it’s time to embrace cube skeleton.

Lex and Superboy are friends until Lex starts and gets caught in a chemical smoke party, which Superboy blows out with his super breath. In the process, he blows smoke into Lex Luthor’s hair, which falls out. Then Lex swears to, “use all of my scientific genius to one day destroy you.”

Voice acting: 3/10
Animation: 3/10
Writing: 2/10
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Fuck you sooooo much. Now I need one of these molds…

You eat pieces of shit for breakfast?

Are we talking about onions or anal?

And maybe don’t take this -ax through the Swamp of Sadness, yeah?