

You have died from dysentery.
Seer of the tapes! Knower of the episodes!


You have died from dysentery.
And stop sighing so much.
For soon, the quivering mass of life within me will depend on us both. Even now, I can sense it feeding, squirming, searching, questing. And shortly, it will rend my loins in twain, burst forth and pull us down, down, down into the deep, dark waters of commitment.
But not small ones.
Only people who live in the country.


Yes. My mom called it “hugging hands”. I don’t remember when we stopped doing it, but it was probably when I was around 6 or 7 years old.
Also, the census doesn’t only count citizens.
‘Billy West’? What a stupid, phony, made-up name!
I can wire anything directly into anything; I’m the professor!
I’m painting a cave wall right now.


Vibes of newgrounds.com circa 2005


It’s George Lucas and Steven Spielberg violating Indiana Jones.
A reflection in the glass of the window.
Yeah, I worked in a few affordable housing sites and the OP looks like something the on-site social workers cooked up.
You have to use your imagination
Depending on what counts as a “magnet”, the loss of magnetism could destroy the universe.