Shut your sass hole, buddy. From our sass holes we bequeath denying god’s light from the Frontier, showing off our new clothes to everyone in the world, learning more about Alex’s Dad’s Son’s Sister Girlfriend, failing to show love in action,…

I wanna see some skull. Down in that bone zone, we’re coming up with magic city protection spells, wearing villain attire, contemplating infinity, making mother look so afraid, seeking the emasculation of self, crying in baby poop, dropping trou,…

You’re prisoners of foolish ambition. You’re consumers of the pod, an episode in which we’re smelling so sweetly, waiting for Kyle to say it, finally realizing what we should have known, using ass-beating thoughts as a coping mechanism, fighting…

What’s up pixel perverts? Today we’re blighting the surface for undesirables, rapidly switching discs, realizing the guards can hit, scraping metal out of the dirt, locating the only doctor in the world, experiencing goblin poetry, refusing to…

This is not a place of contention. It’s a place of listening, and learning while we’re removing the lesbians, damseling workers, assuring the quality of our plumbing, destroying a different black dragon, growing dirt guys, talking to eggs, waiting…

This is not the time to get freaky. Ears can’t even do that, but they can hear us resting in a slumber of our design, witnessing a world history event, birthing the Grindery, thinking of the Death Star workers, combining steam with magic, yearning…

What kind of hero are you if you can’t protect my balloons? Apparently the kind that likes suppressing emotion, drunken-smacking monsters, witnessing a death plunge, wondering where home is, making wings out of fluffy bugs, committing a modern hate…

Has anyone told you that you’re gorgeous? It’s true, as obvious as when we’re rolling a turd, suffering a pincer attack, wishing there were anime in an anime moment, yanking off nipples, adapting dragon technology, vowing to stop a cretin,…