Creed Reunion Tour posted:

okay boss

id like to call this collage 'hope for a rebirth'

burgerpug, a new pug, tentatively offers a burger to the tower whilst a krust, battered but unbusted, rears up his head, a satisfied grimace upon his visage
the krust is changed but remains the same at the same time

the ageold adage 'suck my dick you fuckman' has, perhaps, reached its finalé:
the fuckman is blessed, perhaps the request having gone unheeded for so long has finally been heard

hulk hogan, a key element in the destruction of the original towers, stares into the soul of the observer, as if to say 'youre my son my nigga'
the son's eternal yearning for his fathers approval here sublimely molded into the very fabric of the new york skyline

ghost eagle stares off into the past or perhaps the future, perhaps both at the same time for as it is said; one cannot know the future without knowing the past

Saint Isaias Boner posted:

nextlevelstart posted:

Pennywise the Frown posted:

No loving way.

JakeP posted:

i want to own the krust painting