Sorry for the lapse in updating. Not to fear. I’ve been up to my normal antics.
Such as turning this:
And it’s you, and me, and the screwnacorn makes three tonight
(yes, that was a Cherry Poppin Daddies references – say something, I dare you)
Into:
a sadacorn
This is what castration probably feels like.
Goodbye, corkscrewnacorn, you lived a noble life and died a nobler death at the hands of $5 wine.
You life is not so great 