A lodged job (Get it?)

Now the dustbunnies have moved out of my room, I'll be looking for a new lodger. Before considering yourself adequate, please know you must
BE

• Awesometastic- for your own safety: inferirority complexes are deadly.

Have

• Superpowers- 'Cause their cool.

Not Want

• Personal space or hygeine.

If you fit the bill, then give it up 'cause I know it's you, Poppins. And I ain't takin' in no druggie.

Filthy lies

What do you mean I forgot to update yesterday because of over-exposure to ice cream? Don't be absurd!
Get them, Sammy!
On another note:
B.V. IS COMING!

But seriously, sorry for the missed update, I guess I...should never have been a blogger. I'll just go sell matches in the snow now.
Don't worry, Unclepolar, you can live off the revenue for the Bear Taboo Graphic Novel.
Hah! I knew it! See you later, suckers! Ha ha!
You need them to buy the book first.
Oh...so who wants Ice cream? It'll make you forget...

Killer wasps

After extensive testing, I have come to a conlusion: the portal in the witch's catsle did not lead to outerspace, but in actuality to a magic land of flowers and posies.
As we all know, flowers need insects to pollinate them, and I may have bought back some samples of the wildlife for sunday supper.
And they may have teamed up with the flying monkeys.
Don't you love teamwork?

Make more advice

Dr. Carrot says so.
And we all know what happens when we upset Dr. Carrot *cough*Uminus'face*cough*.

The unbeliever

I played at a skeleton's ball yesterday: there was an attack from some undead- we threw some ♥-shaped grenades and then there was an attack from some dead (not the McNarwhal kind).