Because when you dump a bucket of buzzkill on us, what do we have left to blog about? Eh? I ask you that!
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raincoaster
49 degrees latitude, 360 degrees attitude!
Because when you dump a bucket of buzzkill on us, what do we have left to blog about? Eh? I ask you that!
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No, I’m pretty sure that’s a shoggoth, or else the artist is no good.
You can tell by the envelope. The Elder Gods are in the details.
Rain that was hilarious!
The monkey has a letter…what’s in it?
Nothing.
Nuclear missile codes? A list of the membership of the House of Representatives? Quick and easy recipes?
Nope…just a letter.
In other news, I think the woman was reading The USA Today. It must be an old issue though, because only half the page looks like an infographic. And who did the dudes hair?
In the letter is a hand-written copy of the Celaeno Fragments in the base Latin common among Belgique clerics of the Dark Ages.
That’s a dude? I thought it was Adam Rickett!
* googling *
Ah yes, I see. Mr. Rickett is a true patriot…now when you look up “waterboard” in the dictionary, you not only find a disgusting technique of torture, but also a picture of his abs!
(Yes yes I know its “washboard” or whatnot but go along with me here.)
Sure, sure. The sight of his abs leaves me too addled to argue.