"Alright, you. You're done." "But the crest for my shield! D:"
"I don't really wanna give up my purple peeps... It's like running and orphanage and eating your children at the same time."
Few things are better than waking up and wandering into the kitchen only to see your dad sitting at the table cutting out what MIGHT be paper snowflakes but are really peep shields. For peep jousting. In the microwave.
So, currently taped on the microwave is a piece of paper cut out to look like a skull and a yellow post-it note with "Easter Coliseum DEATH MATCH" written on it.
Happy Easter, y'all. XDDDDD