Twits and Crits

So it ends... for now.

"I shall protect you and then we will have sex."

"She's just naked all the time. That doesn't mean she's a slut."

"Aaw... that's not very party, bro."

"He can pound trout with the best of them!"

"It's gonna smell, just so you know."

"It's just a biological pile of beef."

"He's carrying an angry load right now."

"It's still okay to bang, but they're different."

"To our genocidal overlord!"

We begin again. Again.

"Send the negotiating horse!"

"This old lady makes sex clothes?"

"Man, that's a lot of ass damage."

"If you panic you're going in the meat hut."

"I'm going in, Shattercock. Deeper than ever."

"We asked about the harvest, not the... 'Whore-vest'."

"Let us go forth with reckless abandon."

"I actually had to pee, I wasn't masturbating."

"Those were some huge... attacks... Shattercock."

"Smells like somebody wrapped a steak in a garbage bag."

"We're about to die."

"...you got the measurements of a human ladle!"

"We all have AIDS? Thanks."

"What happens if I show him a little nipple?"

"Are your pants still tented?"

"You're definitely into that ass, right there!"

"Just... uh... cover yourselves in poop and pretend yer the poop-goblin!"