Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Butters

It's not a Fortress of Solitude until you leave.

Thanks, Charlotte!

7 comments:

Boopalina luv said...

I'm surprised the heat from this disapproval hasnt melted the snow.

Rabbits' Guy said...

A black hole of disapproval in an ice cave .. be very very afraid ... talk about global warming .. yikes.

Dr. Wisenhiemer said...

Butter wouldn't melt in the buns mouth?

Fleetie said...

Oi, hoomin! Get building! I said I wanted a whole castle, with towers and spires - not a half-finished outhouse!

Build now, or I'll DISAPPROVE OF YOU AND NOT STOP UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED IT!

janet2buns said...

How can I miss you if you won't GO AWAY!!

janet2buns said...

And it's the FORTRESS of Solitude, FORTRESS, stoopid hoomin! Not the Telephone Booth of Solitude!! Sheesh!

Ijon Tichy the Nth said...

... hm, maybe Butters wanted a bun tardis?!?