No one will read this, but sometimes, whenever I eat M&Ms, I like to hold two M&Ms between my fingers and squeeze them as hard as I can until one cracks. I eat the cracked one, and the one that didn't crack becomes the champion. Then I take the other M&M and force it to compete with the champion in this deadly game of M&M gladiators. I do this until I run out of M&Ms, and when there's only one M&M left standing, I send a letter to the M&M brand with the champion M&M and a note attached that says, "Use this M&M for breeding purposes."

Yeah, your mustache tickles my nut sack, baby
You know that's fine with me

Very nice artwork good sir, I see you are dripping with Talmudic pride. Mazel Tov.

Chedda makes it betta

reported.

cumme in pante.