Marquitastah

The very last couple of years have seen, if not the creation of the bat-shit ridiculous fantasy, at least its blossoming.

This may not sound that dumb, until you witness him consistently frozen by people honking their car horns at him or playing a radio a small far too loud.

The form who isn't happy unless there is certainly a gun the sizing of a motorcycle in his arms and a severed alien willy bouncing off the entrance of his house helmet.