Look into my brown eye 👁️

That might poke holes in their candy bag. Better to go with an ice cream scoop of pulled pork.

We just need some space 🚀

Why I’m a big fan of science fiction. Most is a subtle message or warning about humanity.

Keeping an eye on this. Gives me Judge Dredd specifically the movie “Dredd” vibes.

That’s brutal. Was this cosmetic or to breath better?

lock clicks on the barn door
Well well, looks like it’s just you, me, and this probe.

Well it was a cucumber.

It was hard to find Putin Musk Epstein ICE agents with their ass spread open. 🤷

Because I work at a preschool.

How about bamboo?

B.J. Nom Nom is a prolific writer with such and extensive library of work.

https://www.bjnomnom.com/

Phantasmal Force is great. Used it on a Mini-Boss fighting alongside the Big Bad and then described “a giant goose comes crashing through the skylight, with it’s head low it charges you with a furious ‘HONK!’”

The DM played along a little by rolling to randomize what he swung at each round. Everytime he’d swing at the goose to “keep the illusion” I’d describe that he successfully hacked off a head, but now two more sprouted in its place and the honking intensifies.

The best part was the last sliver of damage he took was from the Phantasmal Force. So in his mind he was slain by a hydra goose.

Never really saw baby squirrels before, so I got that out of reading this.

Skooma is one hell of a drug.

Eternal life suckling from the creature.

Forced alone. Ejected from the creature.

Dim lights. Gentle embrace. The creature.

I wiped. Then noticed the creature.

The creature filed taxes. Again. Incorrectly.

I brought chips. So did the creature.

We hugged. The creature erect. Alarming.

The creature moaned. My kneecaps buckled.

I found out because of my bipolar disorder if I take Lexapro or most SSRI’s I gain the endurance and attitude of the Kool aid man and Randy Savage for like 2-3 days straight.

Randy Man? Kool Savage?

Also gotta watch the caffeine intake

If it’s in space sure, but what if it’s on a person.

Well Uncle Mort did say he’s looking for his own place soon. Just recently we gave him a bit of cash to buy a suit so he can go job hunting. We do think it’s odd that his job interviews are always on Saturday nights downtown.

Come to think of I don’t remember seeing his new suit. Uh oh…

I do feel like a dick sitting in my office going “oh my fingies is cold, burrr” in the middle of summer watching the laborers at the office building nextdoor tarring a new roof in the baking sun.