Sad rider.
Our secret indoctrination machine. Oops.
"We're bananas with nerf guns." "I know dude. It's awesome." "We're bananas with nerf guns."
"I know dude. It's awesome."
Standing guard.
I don't even.
Almost done, I swear.
Flower power.
See, toldya.
Gals love the farmer.
Seconds later, she launched off towards the sky. Those nanobots do their work quickly.
"Four is how many toes I have on my left foot."
"Three is company. Or romantic."
"Two is romantic."
"One is the loneliness number."
