The Snowiest Owl
Owl-Obsessed and Owl-Blessed
"How the fuck do I do this."
Trebuchet slid down the stairs, face down. His helmeted head hitting every step he slid his body over. Eventually he reached the end of the staircase and slumped his body.
"Good mornin' citizens of..." Trebuchet tried to think.
"Blah."
Trebuchet slid down the stairs, face down. His helmeted head hitting every step he slid his body over. Eventually he reached the end of the staircase and slumped his body.
"Good mornin' citizens of..." Trebuchet tried to think.
"Blah."