|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Farmer Chuck: The Beast, Teen Wolf, these are labels given by my drug-induced brethren. How can he just throw that life away!?! | |
 | |  |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Farmer Chuck: Yes Chester, Chester, Ch...? | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| Chester: Shut up with that bullshit! I found the perfect thing for us! | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| No. Not a fucking chance. | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| This isn't the N'Sync concert. | |
| | |
|
|
|
