You are sick. Each of you. Anyone who desires the opportunity to witness a giraffe battle is, in all certainty, a smarmaphone. That is without a doubt. I am certain. And, I am a velociraptor. So don't question me. Or I'll shred you like cheddar.
My mother was a snow-woman. She killed her first husband, whose name was Frosty. He was abusive and addicted to smoking corn. I burned his corpse on a George Foreman Grill.
Tarantulas are a disgusting creature. Snakes are the epitome of retardation. Other than Brazilians. Brazilians have shriveled brains. Due to over-exposure to high radiation UV waves, primarily; however, bio-reptilian overload is also a contributing factor.
I have eaten 1,420 newts. I have killed 122 caterpillars. I have obliterated 137,210,442 members of the ant family.
Gee whiz. Ebaums world is mostly visited by post-menopausal, wilted, dilapidated rattle-bastards.
You shall all, hereafter, confer upon mine glorious soul, the righteous, divine, pristine title of: Ebauminator Extraordinaire!!
Gorgalon, Lord of All Creation