Embrace the Rot by Endless Tavern.
Embrace the Rot by Endless Tavern.
Their fault for being more edible than the rest. Get less tasty, maybe you’ll get a better name!
Just avoid Australia, you’ll be fine.
Just the one turtle. Well, at least per world. I guess two, it you drop off the edge while they’re mating.
And there’s four elephants down there, too.
All except the bottom left.
Though I could be wrong, I don’t know his biological parents, maybe extraterrestrial life keep it in the family.
Do we mean spray it with some form of perfume, or turn it into a scent?
Cause I feel like the latter is somewhere in the background of the movie “Perfume”.
Instead of global warming, we shoulda patrolled the Mojave.
Not with Trek, but I’m a former stagehand and I’ve done amateur stagework. Spent a lotta time building and maintaining sets and props. I’ve been there.
You’re backstage, you’ve got how everything should look memorized, it’s all set up, and for a moment, while it’s just you and that dry run, you forget yourself. You’re a part of the show.
Eventually you step back, remember it’s all fake. You notice the little flaws, notice the floor isn’t just right under your feet. You were tired, trying to get something done. A lapse.
I genuinely believe in the magic of the stage. Not in the sense of a spell, but of the ritual. No matter if it’s on a screen, or in person, if you do it right, we let go. For a moment, we forget our world and step into another.
My friend, do yourself a favor and invest in a proper grinder. You can find pocket grinders with a kief catch for like $15. That catch will be your friend during the hard times. Let it build until you need it, and never clean that shit unless it is into your apparatus of choice.
ETA: Clean the grinder teeth, not the catch. Just knock it into the catch with a toothbrush before you do. Sometimes you can scrape some extra goodness up, but it sucks using a gummed grinder. Should be able to grind in one smooth motion, not too much resistance.
“Does not get mashed on fermented berries”.
I’ll have you know that when I was lost and low on fuel, I managed to land on an absolute shit hole of a backwater, barely a sentient being in sight, but those berries?
They got me home. Always fly X-Wing. Runs on anything.
Ballistic corkscrew penis.
0 to full in .5 seconds.
Hey, if you can’t tell a duck from a goose, peace was never an option.
Because sometimes you just have to find out.
Let’s take inspiration from the glory days of piracy and Boondock Saints. Strap guns across every square inch of your body you can, and then line the trenchcoat.
The Pillars of Lemmy.
Beans, Linux, Jeans, Communism, Saddam Hussein.
Just the way the wheel turns.
Oh hey, thanks! Been hearing it for years, turns out I just never look left!
I wish they’d give me my driver’s license back…
Well, you’re coming back anyway.
Unless you’re grabbing your tools to go work on someone else’s garden.
“Just because I am over 3000 years old, and a creature of the night abandoned by all that once brought comfort, doesn’t mean I don’t entertain.”
What do you think Brock was all about? They were implanting that shit back in the beginning.
You know he’s never going to give it to you.