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| You know, before the chicken blew up the plane, my life was stable. It was only bad games, and Star Wars, and beating Tycho up... but I can't anymore. That's why I'm suing. | |
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| While the plane crash was tragic, I already told Gabe that I wasn't responsible. However, I must admit, the coprses will make a great apple pie store chain. | |
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| I don't know why he's suing him. I did it. But hey, I can't help it if the pilot, copilot, navigator, and just about every other woman on the plane wants me. I'm a piece of meat, not a flyer of planes | |
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