Woe besides them a spook, and nobody could speak to it, its eyes dark and melted, what they wondered and confound it a bad creature with never a mother, an it, came forth on the forest with froth from its mouth carrying a musket!

This is how its done to it!

A monster of legend.

Sound and fury signifying something!

Icy taste and no flavor!

Special prize tioilet flusher!

On a wish list.

This one.

The tide is turning..