![]() |
| Even your fake mustache can't save you now, Busby Pickup. |
![]() |
| Aha! The madness has overtaken you! I can see it in your f-shaped eye holes. |
![]() |
| And now one of us must die. For it is no longer safe for the proletariat if you are free... |
![]() |
| Draw! |
Having passed on wordlessly, as all things must,
Busby enters eternal non-existence
alongside the other long-goners.
Busby enters eternal non-existence
alongside the other long-goners.






















.jpg)




































