Seriously, Stop Trying to Handle My Style

It’s Burt. Yes, that Burt. I don’t know, I just do the makeup.

GET IN THE CAR

Because hark it is a fruitbat.

“MOM the whiskers make me look like a kitty! Do I look like a kitty?”

“Well, you have batwings and creepy claw hands and a furry fat belly and no tail…”

“Okay.”

Unless you’re a lady
Then you’re cordially invited to have a giant slice of my styyyyle

LATER:

MAD LOOTZ 2012!!!!

“Perhaps you could just part with just one little Mike N Ike I don’t think you would miss it because you have a whole pile of candy right there and OH I CAN ALMOST TASTE IT.”