When I grow up, I want to be a dinosaur and go pew pew.
Unfortunately I am already 23 and have an unhealthy obsession with marbles. It seems I lost a few.
I like to read gore in my bat cave while I drink tea.
If you would like to know anything else about me. Make it up. I'm sure it will be the same rank of silliness as this.
I say we bury him because how’s he going to treat him like that