Ah Pewds, what's goin o----...wait, where you go, generally bro's are about.
...*hears front door crashing through followed by grunts, roars, and something resembling "It's raeping time!"*
...get out get out get out GET OUT LETS GET HELL THE OUT OF HERE! *Horse Mode activate*
...*hears front door crashing through followed by grunts, roars, and something resembling "It's raeping time!"*
...get out get out get out GET OUT LETS GET HELL THE OUT OF HERE! *Horse Mode activate*
Picking a peck of pickled peppers from Peter Piper who had a peck of pickled peppers to spare...FROM HELL!