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Me when it kicks in
Scout
beer
Icarus sits, in blissful unknowing that his favourite creation was not built to last...
Day and night they would soar past the clouds. But, alas; Wax wings melt to dust, The connection is severed, What you said left me CRUSHED! What have you done?
Max the Monkey
No words
Working on the new Max design pro vectors and uhh
What is this...
Little brother Jimmy
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