“Larry, if you try to tell me that your Star Trek fanfiction is 'eldritch knowledge’ one more time, I’m going to smack you with a tennis racket.”
“Larry, if you try to tell me that your Star Trek fanfiction is 'eldritch knowledge’ one more time, I’m going to smack you with a tennis racket.”
But it’s good news for the Crash 'em Up Derbies!
Joyce writes about how he wishes the curtains were blue, instead of dingy gray.
Anything written as a drunken dare is going to be completely impenetreble.
Vote down-ticket. Especially for state level Secretary of State and Attorney General candidates. That’s how we’re going to get ranked choice voting in more states
While shooing folks away from a curtained-off area.
Because Gunner’s more demure.
Brain Stapling… nice.
What was that Thomas the Train Engine creepypasta again?
Among Us did pretty good as a game for nobody.
Looks like some folks don’t know how to use the three seashells.
Well that confirms it then… Leibniz was ace.
8 dollars for bread and cheese is beyond “mildly” infuriating.
The Tulpa-bros are at it again.
What happens when you cut funding to art education.
What do you mean “Thall shalt not horn in on thy husband’s racket” isn’t a commandment?
Can definitely see how the sausage was made on that one.
No. They should be shaped like donald trump’s erect penis.
Coconuts float.