I repair my time machine and prevent this whole rather disgusting sherade altogether. I go back in time to steal the cookie dough before it was even baked and did other run of the mill stupid time stuff (i.e. killed Hitler) only to return to a barren and desolate Earth. I think about what I've done and come to the conclusion of "Welp, Earth is toast. Time for Mars!" I bake the cookie dough there.
My delicious batch of Martian cookies.
Granted, but it just keeps on saying 9+10=21.
I wish that I could do whatever I wanted forever.
Granted, but it just keeps on saying 9+10=21.
I wish that I could do whatever I wanted forever.
Too bad the key hole is left open. I shrink through the keyhole and take back the hill.
My hill, NOT shared with @The Raging Sandwich, @DarkOwl57 and @TheEpicSquared's equally divided world.
World of Wacraft:
Basically the World of Warcraft movie where Waluigi is the main character. And the side characters. And the background, director, cameraman, every other freaking job...
Granted. We humans never evolve and velociraptors become the dominant species. History remains the same, though.
I wish that I could actually understand what @WinkAllKerb'' even said.
He falls down stairs after dropping his cookie. I pick it up. Wow, these stairs look to be never ending.
Man, I TOLD him about stairs. Anyways, my cookie.