
This creature looks jolly, but I’m sure that it has some sinister secrets.
This creature looks jolly, but I’m sure that it has some sinister secrets.
It combs its fluff thrice a day.
My cat sliced open my index finger. My cat is a jerk.
It’s hard to stay warn when you’re cold-blooded.
The Splerg is just trying its best.
Too much turkey, again. The loginess has reached level heretofore unknown by humankind.