Head in the Sand
Aug 1st, 2014 | By DefenestrationI don’t often draw my characters on the beach, but damn it, they’ve been working really hard and could use the vacation. So here we are. At the beach.
I don’t often draw my characters on the beach, but damn it, they’ve been working really hard and could use the vacation. So here we are. At the beach.
“what are collard greens and why called new kale?”
“ways to cook collard greens”
“easy ways to cook collard greens”
Classic video games have very distinct smells. Q-Bert smells like cardboard boxes and Muppetflesh. Pac-Man smells like Kix cereal. And Dig Dug smells like topsoil and helium.
To the wonderful (if not environmentally conscious) residents of Springfield,
You are receiving this email, or letter for those of you who have selfishly failed to switch to e-notices, because the recycling policy regarding what we DO and DO NOT accept has been modified. This policy change is in effect as of the moment you are reading this notice.
Anyone who has ever worked in an office environment knows that Fridays have an almost religious significance to the average cubicle drone. It’s so bad that the word “Friday” has developed all sorts of meanings: it’s a hello, a goodbye, an excuse, and a way of saying everything’s going to be fine. It’s also super, super annoying.