The plot thickens.
A roooooooux!
The plot thickens!
Someone gets fired.
Divine intervention. edit: Oh.
A cub reporter.
Two. One to hold the bulb, and another to spin the story until the bulb fits.
Because he is not a cook.
This is the plot of Edward Sizzlerhands
Have you ever heard anyone complaining of a elephant in their soup.
They proceed to Chapter 9: The Dark Mark
Ah, I've finally put a dent in that book.
Clickbait. Edit: Added a space which triggered someone.
There once was a fellow McSweeny Who spilled some gin on his weenie Just to be couth He added vermouth Then slipped his girlfriend a martini
