Your affinity to the sweet excrements of the species Apis mellifera aka honey bee have proven to be Your curse in a moment of danger and imminent death. Woe to the brothers of Sgt. Grumbles! Their cries fall on honey-soaked ears, deaf to the cries of retaliation..
"Attack, attack, the counter attack!" but to no avail..
The demise of a noble species lays heavy on the sticky breast of Sgt. Grumbles.
May your guilt be slow to remove like the honey glaze in your eyes.
May your sorrow sting forevermore unlike the ineffective, supine efforts of the busy bees protecting their treasures from the greedy tongue of bear grumbles.
OH SGT. GRUMBLES - HOW DEEP WILL YOU FALL INTO THE SWEET GRASP OF SELFISH DESIRES?!?
Your brethren are calling for their one last hope - a hope slowly dwindling into the lustful mouth of one satisfed with temporary sweets. Curses upon you and your kin - for today, the blood of your counter-attacke-less mates are on your sticky fingers. jerk.
Perry Bible Fellowship by Nicholas Gurewitch
www.pbfcomics.com/
Hahaha, I cannot believe I'm your first follower.
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