You’d be indulgent to indulge in that sort of indulgence!
Bananas
Banana: I’m not ripe yet.
Banana: I’m not ripe yet.
Banana: I’m not ripe yet.
Banana whispering at 3AM: I’ m r i p e.
Banana at 8AM same morning: HAHAHA I’m soooooo rotten!
Welcome to Brown Town.
Another Wooden Ball?
My Dog Found My Protein
What Makes Us Human?
Assume The Position
Gone South
Logic has left the room.
How Are Unicorns Fake?
Codebreaker
Official Advice of Name Change
I would like to advise that from now on ‘Control of Information’ will officially be called’ Fact Checking’.