Yeah, right. A turtle - a mutated, teenage turtle - who has ninja skills? Like that flimsy premise would ever fly. . . Oh. Cartoons and movies? He's sitting behind me, right?
Art schmart. Where is the velvet Elvis?
Ooooh, I can do some damage here. . .
This looks like a good banging stick. . .
Two banging sticks! Mwah-ha-ha-ha!
The pages in these books are so thin and flimsy. . .like paper, or something. . . I bet they taste like words. . .mmmmmm. . .
If I cut the brake line here - Oh, nothing. Nothing going on here. *whistles nonchalantly*
They're heeeeerrrrreeeee. . . no, just kidding. Heh. Seriously, I want more acorns. . . Out, please?
Ooh, recycling. . .and a crock pot cord. . .and cups. . .and recycling. . .
Must bang metal can on floor repeatedly. . .and shred and attempt to eat all this wonderful paper. . .and empty closet of all plastic bags. . .and bang things against other things. . .must keep moving. . .uunnhhhhh. . . . *snore*
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