*even classier*
APUE
A POO

To leave the church in the apocalypse
To talk around the hot guy
Butter with the toast
She doesn't have all the cups in line
You can't pass me the salt
That was a cat with the fence post
My lovely mister singing fish
Living at the ass of the swamp
He ate the grass
He licked the spoon
I'll show her where the frog has its treasure
I brought her around the back
Here tap dances the frog
I think my pig died
Someone hand me a stork
To strap a rocket onto someone

Roses are red
Oblivion beckons

*the year is 2020*
"I hate when people ask what I'll be doing tomorrow, I mean come on guys, I don't have 2020 vision!"
*the year is 2032*
"I hate when people ask what I was doing twelve years ago, I mean come on guys, I don't have 2020 vision!"
*the year is 3430*
"I hate when people ask me about early 2000's history, I mean come on guys, I don't have 2020 vision!"
there is no escape

Why on earth isn’t piccolo on the right?

...Labor from mythical tree spirits to build his rock tower sculptures.

This is really late but..
One imp wrestles nate

Perfect title

Match boxing

This is uncannily accurate

Okay, that fluffy thing in the bottom right is now named Copernicus.

This is my two-year-old daughter, Mother of Thousands.
*police sirens*

Do not assault it until you attempt it*

Moreos Guy 2, this time it's reasonable.

A thousand thanks, kind sir.

Great, now I wanna hug the abyss repeatedly. Thanks.