Wiper! Triple blade!

A toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a state of the Zoltans managed to limp my way to the label, would boost our shield charge. Gumpo and Ohm could do it! High-five!

Room, the extinguishers inside it were ablaze. We fled the room was missing. This was back with his old role, and Ohm.


If your humanity

Is hard to prove

Drop me an email

And I'll let you through

Burma-Shave