What would you do if you had the ass burger sun drone?

Your fortune: Good Luck

No. You've taken it too far this time. This is what happens when you torture your puns past the point of recognition. You get this, tragic miscarriage of a shitslop meme clinging to life for whatever short span it manages to keep itself on the catalogue. A living carcass; dysfunctional lungs rasping; malformed muscles spasming, struggling to writhe with the agony coursing through them but lacking any strength to do so. A tangled, wet, gently heaving pile of flesh, sinew and teeth, its guttural yet childlike vocalizations barely audible between the sputters and slaps it makes against the hard floor. Your only feeling apart from repulsion is pity, and the instinct to stamp the wretched thing out of its misery if it didn't mean getting embryonic fluids on your trousers. That, is what you have posted here. Tell me are you proud?

Your fortune: Good news will come to you by mail

>>12373379
But then you just keep going anyway

>>12373377 (OP)
Dubs

>>12373423
half ass burger sun dome, nice

Your fortune: You will meet a dark handsome stranger

>>12373377 (OP)
>>12373423
Imagine flying the ass burger sun drone from inside the comfort of the half ass burger sun dome

Your fortune: Outlook good

>>12373377 (OP)
>>12373379
>>12373423
>>12373692

>>12373890
Understandable Bobby definitely has severe ass burger sun drone/domes