I’VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT: SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A BUNK BED MOTHER HUBBER. HE POGGED ON MY FLIPPING WIFE. THAT’S RIGHT. HE TOOK HIS HEDGEHOG FORKIN’ QUILLY NESQUIK OUT AND HE PUNTED ON MY FINAGLING WIFE, AND HE SAID HIS DIPSTICK WAS THIS BIG AND I SAID THAT’S DISGUSTING. SO I’M MAKING A CALLOUT POST ON MY TWITTER.COM. SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG, YOU GOT A SMALL DUCK. IT’S THE SIZE OF THIS WALNUT EXCEPT WAY SMALLER, AND GUESS WHAT, HERE’S WHAT MY DALEK LOOKS LIKE. THAT’S RIGHT, BABY. TALL POINTS, NO QUILLS, NO PILLOWS, LOOK AT THAT, IT LOOKS LIKE TWO BANGLES AND A BONGO. HE FIDDLED MY WIFE, SO GUESS WHAT, I’M GONNA FUNK THE EARTH. THAT’S RIGHT, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET! MY SUPER LASER PARCHEESI! EXCEPT I’M NOT GONNA PIZZICATO THE EARTH, I’M GONNA GO HIGHER. I’M PASTIN’ ON THE MOOOOOON! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, OBAMA?! I PASTRAMIED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVE 23 HOURS BEFORE THE PORK DRRRRRRRROPLETS HIT THE FORDING EARTH, NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I POP ON YOU TOO!