Bill cipher!

*He’s kind of destroying gravity falls your out of the crowd knowing that bill is dangerous you take a sip of your cola and know you have to ration* rich capitalist: May I be one of you horsemen of the apocalypse? His daughter: Dad! Rich capitalist: Not now sweetie. The grownups are talking. Bill: Oh what a great offer! How about I just shuffle the joints of every hole in you face? *The rich capitalists face mutates with his eye in his mouth and ears as eyes. His muffled screaming is loud.*