It ain’t that kinda party, Pierre.
He’s going to be at it the rest of his life then.
As chimeras go, it could be much worse.
His flatulent aura is keeping him warm.
They’re actually wheeled coracles.
He’s getting some perspective.
Seems unlikely that he has much of a lawn.
Perhaps Swedish pancakes would help. How do you feel about lingonberries?
If he’s feelin’ froggy, Saitama will invite him to greet his ancestors.
Really no contest, the Caped Baldy takes them all.
It ain’t that kinda party, Pierre.