Whoo yeah! whoo- wait. Crap. The dairy bastard and the talking cookie won! that means...OH NO! Holy cheese llama I have defiled you! Please forgive me! I shall now spontaniously combust into a pile of flaming cheese while I join the RPG. My keyboard will suffer a cheesy death.
Also, I have made a sketch of havoc in his normal clothes (instead of the tiger costume). I still need to finish it, cause I suck at hair and eyes.
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