Goddamnmotherfucker, ya had to go and ruin everything by giving out presents to those little fuckers. We agreed, no gifts! And whaddayado? you go and give those snot machines fucking gifts, and you leave me with fucking eggs. EGGS FOR CRISSAKES! I’m a goddamn rabbit! I gotta go all cross beastiality to get those colored pieces of shit. I’ve had enough. I’m going to kill your ass you son of a bitch fat bastard!…
“Oh yeah, fat guy? Well, they don’t believe in YOU either!”
It’s duck season. No, it’s wabbit season. No, it’s duck season. No, it’s wabbit season. Duck season. Wabbit season…
I got the mad cow disease, BITCH!
My master better than yours. Let’s fight!
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The two Jesus mascots were going to settle it once and for all: Which was more significant, the birth or the death?
Goddamnmotherfucker, ya had to go and ruin everything by giving out presents to those little fuckers. We agreed, no gifts! And whaddayado? you go and give those snot machines fucking gifts, and you leave me with fucking eggs. EGGS FOR CRISSAKES! I’m a goddamn rabbit! I gotta go all cross beastiality to get those colored pieces of shit. I’ve had enough. I’m going to kill your ass you son of a bitch fat bastard!…
Fuck you, harvey.
Eat bottle you reindeer ass smelling creep.