Full of that chunky, Zimmy-Goodness.
Had a dream last night that Zim offered me a stack of radioactive, partially-cyberized pancakes- with a mad wicked-looking antenna sticking out the top- in exchange for my assistance in subjugating the rest of the human race. Ahh- with Zim's Jolly Boots of Doom, Gir's inexhaustable supply of Super Squeaky Piggies and my awesome ninja powers, no one could stand in our way. Obey the Fist, my friends-- Obey the Fist.
It was a very tempting offer- I think I could make a pretty good assistant. Also, I'd sell my immortal soul to Jhonen Vasquez for an Invader Zim artbook.. Perhaps, someday, it shall exist.
It was a very tempting offer- I think I could make a pretty good assistant. Also, I'd sell my immortal soul to Jhonen Vasquez for an Invader Zim artbook.. Perhaps, someday, it shall exist.