The kool-aid man can canonically completely regenerate his cool-aid and has total control over all kool-aid in existence. He wants people to drink it, as it doesn’t hurt him and he can always refill himself. Even more terrifyingly, he can turn entire mountains into kool-aid, or even entire planets into himself. He’s hundreds of times faster than light, can time travel, and even shaped constellations into his face. Don’t fuck with the kool-aid man.
Edit to add relevant lyric; ‘If infinite monkeys type every day, they may accidentally write Hamlet the play. But they’ll probably just shit on it and throw it away. In the Infinite Monkey Cage (those naughty monkeys)!’ -Eric Idle
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