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And the big ones are virtually untouchable.
it’s the same everywhere, isn’t it? but i don’t think we’re supposed to drop the mallet…
And that guy hasn’t dropped it. He just realized he needs something bigger. π
Wow!! Simply loved the art… Awesome π
Giginya lucu π *salah fokus*
Hehehe
tikuse rek serem :))
That’s the idea. π
LOL! I can lend my manrikigusari for this poor fellow!
Great work, buddy!
A picture is worth a thousand images, as the saying goes…
All the best to you. Happy weekend ahead! Aquileana π
I think he needs a bigger weapon. Or maybe a machine gun?
Oo, I know, what about rat poison? They just go crazy for that shit! They live them little blue pellets. Good work Eddy!
A 100 megaton nuke will do, I think. π