Phyllis & the Memorial Day Fucking MAYhem


the goddamned stability of spacetime hinges on your monthly incantation, "rabbit rabbit," spoken on the first of may. 

memorial day bbq? more like memorial day cannibal shit-show! phyllis is here to turn your cookout into a scene from a michael fucking bay film. forget "rabbit rabbit," and prepare for exploding grills, food poisoning that'll make you shit your guts out, and a fight so epic it'll make you wish you'd stayed home eating ramen & playing ps2 with your MOM!!!1!!1!

phyllis will turn your peaceful gathering into a bloodbath of epic proportions. say "rabbit rabbit," or face the consequences, you dumbasses!

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