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Steam Birds. Steamed birds? Perhaps a delicious steamed quail. Yes, I could go for that right now. Steamed quail and a Burgundian Pinot Noir to start the weekend off right! Jeeves!
(Jeeves is my butler)
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I could have sworn I posted the prequel to this game not long ago, and there was a radioactive hamster in it, or some other form of dangerous rodent. Maybe a rabid capybara? Anyways, I’m just going to put on my shoes and step outsi – *squish*
HUUUUUUUSKY!!!!!!!
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Honestly, why are you even reading this? Do you see what’s below this post?
OH THE HUGE MANATEE IPHONE.
Not having an iPhone is no excuse. You’ve seen those iPod vending machines, right? The good Lord invented bricks for a reason my friends.
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Dos Taberinos! Undelay! Undelay! Arrrrrriba!
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If any of you Brits are confused by what this game is, the title translated into proper British would be, “Queue Simulator, pip pip cheerio fish n’ chips Margret Thatcher pint of ale”.
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Ah, the elusive female g-switch.
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Play as Lieutenant Colonel Raze N. Flakes, commander of the all powerful healthy breakfast brigade. Now you see what I just did there? CLEVER. They don’t just pay me for my good looks you know.
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It’s time to gay it up, like only a robot unicorn that farts rainbows can.
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I hope it’s because he wants to eat it.
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Weekend time kids. I’d ask you what you’re up to, but last time I did that someone called me “creepie” and there may or may not have been a lawsuit. As for me, I’m just going to take it easy, curl up with a tub of rocky road ice cream and watch some of my favorite prairie dog kissing videos.
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Oh man, mad karate man.
Your heart’s so cold,
Like your fists of stone.
Oh man, my mad karate man.
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