The most evil video game ever.
Bub and Bob trap monsters inside a bubble, first letting them asphyxiate for some time. Then, when they gasp futily for air, the dragons will pop the bubble,finally killing the monster. The suffering isn't over, however; the monster's soul will turn into a food product, and the dragon will then eat it.
Undoubtedly, the greatest game to ever grace this planet.
Bub trapped the wind-up monster in a bubble; then, when it was nearly dead from suffocation, he popped the bubble, sending the gasping monster flying across the room, smashing its skull on the wall. Bub then ate the monster's soul.
Invariably the greatest pastime ever to be established as a professional sport.
The candied babies are the greatest.
I was bored, so I munched on the leg of a caramel-encrusted baby.
A non-descript 10-foot pole used to touching things you would not want to touch with your hands (for example, poking a very decayed corpser)
Some things you would refrain from touching even when using a 10-foot pole. In that case, a 20-foot pole is required.
It is also, in some cases, used to describe a very large phallus.
I won't touch that rotting corpser! I'll use my 10-foot pole for it.
I wouldn't touch that dirty skank with a 10-foot pole!
His penis was unequaled in its size, and was reminiscent of a 10-foot pole.
Something you say to trick someone into saying underwear.
"Hey, what's that under there!
"I just made you say underwear!"
Where cats go when they die; this belief seems to be held by many cats on cat run websites.
Poor Thomas McToonsey is now playing across Rainbow Bridge now.
A friend who is only a friend as long as the times are good.
When I was super rich and had whores hanging on every protrustion from my body, Charlie was my best friend.
When aliens ruined my career and anally raped me, Charlie decided he was friends with ol' Thomas, who had just one the lottery, instead.
Yeah, Mike's my conditional friend. As long as I have an extra girl to throw at him, he'll hang around.