Creepy Dinner, Just Like Mom Used to Make
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Don’t try grabbins my breadstick you creep
I hate it when little pig creatures land in my spaghetti and yell into my bread stick like Henry Rollins on open mic night
little creep looks hungry
this is the very first thing i saw from your site. i was googling for pictures of howdy doody. but, man, that kid is 10 times more scary than even howdy doody on a bad day!!
and howdy doody comes directly from the devil with no mother in between.
he’s the great beast of revelation.
where did you find that freaky fuckin kid??!
It’s from some ad that someone found from the 1950s.
can’t imagine it boosted sales much. unless it has some kinky perverted subliminal shit in it.
i think that spaghetti is way creepier than the kid
i thought that stuff was the pigrat’s shit.
yes, the whole thing is disturbing.
beyond a doubt.
That kid doesn’t look real.
I hate to be racist, but he looks like a ventriloquist’s dummy.
Do you know, is he real?
Or some kind of Pnochio or Chucky freak?