Paint/Photoshop ftw.
You know it's a good day when you look in the fridge and say "Oh no, there's nothing for breakfast!"
And, then, far in the back... you spot a snackpack.
Hurray for fathers everywhere!
The movies of 28 days/weeks later surpass many, many wannabe movies of small groups of people eking out a new life despite overwhelming zombie-esque odds. Some burns miserably, where others make my nerves all shot out. I'd like to write about it, but i simply don't have the time or creative drive at the moment.
The back of my knees hurt. Standing at Best Buy for umpteen hours blows. I'd rather have a wheelchair race, but then I might have missed celebrating good ol' Jill's birthday movie event. It was cool, however..
This dark, ominous fella in the pool of lava here, his name is Galactus, Devourer of Worlds.
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And here Galactus is again about to devour earth in Fantastic 4.
I think he is listening to Sarah McLachlan.
We had a talk, Galactus and I.
It went like so...
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Pete: Gee, Galactus. Did you get your hair cut?
Galactus: No, why?
Pete: Oh, it's just you seem different for some reason... I like those headphones.
Those are nice. Bose?
Galactus: Haha no, I'm thrifty when I drain mass amounts of organic matter to survive. These are Philips.
Pete: Cool, cool.
(Pete returns to being cool by himself in the corner)
Pete: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....... wait a second... You are a cloud.
Galactus: (Blushing slyly) Aww, I was hoping you wouldn't notice! Tee hee!
(They share Zune Tunes)
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Except in the real ending, I got my retribution on letting them demolish what could've been a neat Galactus. I kicked all the Marvel employees in the groin.
(Even the few Marvel women who put up with the geekly failure. They got kicked there, too.)
Also, I made this one myself a while ago. And somehow, lookalikes are on google after about 5 months. F dat, yo.
HappyCat + "I'm in ur" cats + Galactus =
And, then, far in the back... you spot a snackpack.
Hurray for fathers everywhere!
The movies of 28 days/weeks later surpass many, many wannabe movies of small groups of people eking out a new life despite overwhelming zombie-esque odds. Some burns miserably, where others make my nerves all shot out. I'd like to write about it, but i simply don't have the time or creative drive at the moment.
The back of my knees hurt. Standing at Best Buy for umpteen hours blows. I'd rather have a wheelchair race, but then I might have missed celebrating good ol' Jill's birthday movie event. It was cool, however..
This dark, ominous fella in the pool of lava here, his name is Galactus, Devourer of Worlds.
. II
. II
. II
. v
And here Galactus is again about to devour earth in Fantastic 4.
I think he is listening to Sarah McLachlan.
We had a talk, Galactus and I.
It went like so...
_______________________________________
_______________________________________
Pete: Gee, Galactus. Did you get your hair cut?
Galactus: No, why?
Pete: Oh, it's just you seem different for some reason... I like those headphones.
Those are nice. Bose?
Galactus: Haha no, I'm thrifty when I drain mass amounts of organic matter to survive. These are Philips.
Pete: Cool, cool.
(Pete returns to being cool by himself in the corner)
Pete: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy....... wait a second... You are a cloud.
Galactus: (Blushing slyly) Aww, I was hoping you wouldn't notice! Tee hee!
(They share Zune Tunes)
________________
________________
Except in the real ending, I got my retribution on letting them demolish what could've been a neat Galactus. I kicked all the Marvel employees in the groin.
(Even the few Marvel women who put up with the geekly failure. They got kicked there, too.)
Also, I made this one myself a while ago. And somehow, lookalikes are on google after about 5 months. F dat, yo.
HappyCat + "I'm in ur" cats + Galactus =