
Thursday’s news was…well, it was a shit show, folks.

Thursday’s news was…well, it was a shit show, folks.

Without fail, the Wife can identify the killer in a TV program within a moment or two of first seeing them on the screen.

I’m working this week without my team-teacher. I’m sure this won’t happen.
Mostly sure.

I really want a Gobstopper right now, thanks.

There I am, just trundling around, and boom!–ghouls jump up and start trying to eat my face.
and bopo

The button was pushed.

Push. The. Button.

Build a device that could destroy the entire world, and someone will definitely want to push the button on it.

ABM: Always Blame Meredith.