“my nose and my stomach, they don’t know horrible from supper, but I do!”

Oh my dude, you’re on day one of your march….

holy burning doctor!!!

that monkey keeps on living

ooohh ummmmm….hi

“crunch!” off goes some frostbitten toes

“Are you saying the bear staged a misdirection?” yes 100%

ofc goodsir took pictures of the mangled bodies and trying to figure out jaw sizes

wives asking for anything from a stodgy admiralty surrounded by victorian etiquettes. the results were never in doubt

nice knowing you