The waiter says "Say When", grating the parmesan cheese over my pasta. Foolish mistake. Anyone should know that there is no "when". As parmesan fills the restaurant, the pasta only gets better. After only an hour, the restaurants interior its completely filled with parmesan, killing twenty. But the restaurant is only the beginning. Next the USA will be taken by parmesan, a force stronger than anyone could have anticipated. After that comes the world. Consider this a warning, to get to a foreign planet immediately. At least that will provide temporary safety, until the parmesan rises to mars. At that point, there will be enough cheese on my pasta, and I will be ready to eat.

Fun isn’t something one considers when balancing the universe, but this does put a smile on my face.

The owner of this wall, will now be known simply as badass

>posting on your own wall

ishygddt

Danger zone.

Esposch...... Esposchhhhhhh.....ESPOSCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Esposch: What!!!!!!

Danger zone