It’s been a long time coming, but it’s finally complete: the final Pixel-AT-ed poster! 

Thanks to all the people who’ve liked or reblogged my posts over the years - motivation was a huge struggle for this project and your support really kept me going 😊 

“Jake... what am I looking at?” “Uhh... we saved the day. So, maybe that big baby's here to give us presents for doing a good job?”

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“What about you, Princess Zip? What are your goals?” “👽👽👽👅👅👅” “Ha! Princess Zip's got a one-track mind!”

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“It's beautiful! Let's take it home, and I'll learn about it with my brain.”

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“Nooooo! Not the library! You can't make me!”

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“What do you like to wish for?” “I wish to go to Ble!” “You go, girl!”

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“I've been guarding dead people for five hundred years. Wow, I need to sit with that.”

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“Are you sick?” “Yeah, I'm pretty disgusted with the whole situation!” “I meant Clock Bear.”

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“Boy, do I love real estate!”

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“Mr. Faidutti.” “Yes, Captain Tree Trunks.” “Mr. Faidutti, pick up that mop, you bug.”

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“What's the big idea, Wyatt? Why'd you burgle your wife's pie?” “Because it's amazing! Oh, I can't get enough of it.” “You could just ask for seconds.” “But I want thirds and fourths! I want to stop when I want to stop!”

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“Kiss my mouth, baby!”

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“Baby, let me be your adventure.” “Okay, why not?”

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“You can't tell from my face, but I am smiling triumphantly.” “Nooo! It's my birthday!”

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“It's an invasive species that's been destroying the local ecosystem with its nasty hot fudge. It's name is the Grumbo. It's a name that I made up just now... because you can't hunt what you can't name.”

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“I thought I was the Glob of rap, rivaled by none / But I'm more like bubble wrap 'cause she squashed me for fun.”

486/500

“Guess I'll go back to the dump under the bridge where I live. I'd invite you over, but I don't have a sofa or TV or anything. It's literally a dump.”

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