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?
Showing posts with label Sucks to be you. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sucks to be you. Show all posts
14 March 2008
31 December 2007
Falling off the edge of the world
My campaign to make 2008 the year when people discover that the world is flat is being opposed by something called 'knowledge'. If you meet anyone with this so-called 'knowledge', kill them and I'll send you Bear Taboo: The Graphic Novel.
(Suckers.)
(Suckers.)
16 October 2007
Eek!
Cutting it a little close here: it's technically been more than seven days since I last updated but I don't care. Screw you guys.
I'm going home.
Yes, that is all the post you're getting.
Ha-ha!
I'm going home.
Yes, that is all the post you're getting.
Ha-ha!
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