Hrengor the Beholder thought, "Four transit nodes out from the Terran implosion, and I bet this guy wants more than a smoothie." Sure enough, the proud swagger led with: "Beauty is

So I sidled up to him and asked him for a share in the business. "Need any help, man?" I asked. He looked up at me with a gentle expression. "That'd be great," he said, grinning.

as I reOthered Superman once again on my blog. We were way beyond his Uncle Tom days. Back to him being an alien immigrant. Big Red kept his binary litany going on in the back. Ash

Veranda and the other contestants screamed, though they were only fruit they can feel things too. And being cut by a rusty dagger was a pain they would all remember well.

be the best at my craft! Though... now that his smile was facing me back, it may have been too good. The painting was looking oddly realistic, and seemed to be growing more so by

in waltzed my 6th grade crush, Kim Strauss, wearing a gossamer gown and leading a lobster on a leash. The bees stopped in midair intrigued by the scent of the gown. Robot dancers

pulled a file out from the bottom of his shoe, which had a flap you could open, and he started to cut open the metal bars. He didn't get far when the chief of police came in and

The whispering edge of the libtard's pendulum blade came closer and closer to my innocent white hairless chess, but at the last moment some badgeless ICE Bubbas rescued me from the

Jericho Harridan told the class: "Now look, you! I'm not even non-binary. Please take a moment to process that. You may call me 'Jericho' to my face and behind my back. Got it?"

Cool, and please continue. As you might have already learned, a lot of artists in any domain will do a lot of scraps and sketches and maybe full pieces backstage, but only present

If the students are back in town, I hope they will bring it, and bring it with innate human power. I am not here to test you, but I would advise you not to test me! ;)

When my SupremoBot exhibited issues of its own so soon after delivery, I tried to do my best to be kind and console it, and even offered to carry it into the kitchen even though

The jar also happens to be my toilet, insect bait, and "smelling salt" to stir myself when I'm in my usual drunken stupor. I call it my Swiss Army Jar.

The evil Angel weeped of how cruel the heavens were to him, and

Many pleads were pleaded, plead.

The beast was scary... :O

Then, he slipped on a banana peel, and accidentally broke every single bone in his and his son's bodies :(

(Made by my brother) There was a shark tank sitting right next to the sea of apple's newest computor.. and the shark tank exploded.

This is the story of a minecraft bee...

barney the dinosaur. Boris Johnson was very happy now