The packing continues, the mountains of junk rise, I found a hermit living in my closet, and I think my brother might be buried alive.
Yes, those banana chairs are mating, where did you think little banana chairs come from?
And just because they're freakin' amusing...
totoro totoro, totoro totoro... I knew I couldn't trust that smile.
This is the most epic think i've seen since Cowboys and Aliens.
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