“Bomb 'em if you got 'em.”

Steal one, then turn it into a bug factory.

There’s so many here at the Rustbolt homestead.

It’s like Lampyridae Ft. Lauderdale.

That article is authored by a person with two cities as their name.

Draw an analog clock, with the hands showing 8:15.

Schedule regular mid-morning Monday massages.

Okay kids… let’s go!

His dad’s an Eastern European basketball player, he can’t help it.

Good thing he’s not trying to rewrite the Human Animus, because that’s how you end up losing Deimos.

Baseball: There is now a gun under second base.

I’ll buy that for a dollar!

They’re all Neutral Evil.

The worst kind of evil.

The Oscilation Overthruster.

Listen… if we made Mr. Pouce famous, then we’d have to make every cat famous.

And we should.

Was it at least taped to the rack and/or wall?

More like Ironbar’s mask. Just a Steve Miller mask stapled to a pole.

I want to see them in the fucking Thunderdome.

She’s got quite the little mushroom basket on her.

Does she blow her mother with that mouth?

Tan pants, black webbing… these sacks are a disaster.

Free cockring.