If there's no edible version of the trash compactor monster, I'm not interested.
This is the most delicious field of lilies I've ever seen. One part of me wants to lay down and roll around in it. But then there's the smart part of me who knows that being covered in sugar is not the best feeling in the world.
Did I ever tell you that you're the Cytosine to my Guanine?
Now when you send a letter, a little Frenchman can deliver the news.
Jub jub! Don't let him back you into a corner with his super scary toothpick staff!
I am very glad that the real beach is not made of pudding, but I would gladly nom on a sweet little scene like this!
Longcat and Tacgnol are now battling over who gets to keep your neck warm and toasty in the winter.