I fuckin’ knew it.

Pugnacious polecats?

Sooo vivid. Like too vivid. Like scarringly vivid. Be careful easing off the pot, that’s all I’ll say.

I’ve never understood the fight. How could no drugs ever hope to beat yes drugs?

Fuck you, one day I’ll have something like this.

Yes, I’d love to see the whole thing, if you’d just tell me the title.

Who? I just want the name of the documentary?

Exactly what I had in mind, but I was too lazy.

Damn, I should get a satellite.

Mouse, M.D.

Edit:

His blonde doctor friend can be Stilton.

Use sparingly:

Salt

Pepper

BBQ rub seasoning from ???

Onion powder

Garlic salt

Misc. dried Italian herbs you’ve owned for years

Anything else left in your pantry

As I understand microwaves, they are essentially powered by magical runes we trap inside.

Agree to disagree. A society would be fine, but I’ll take the air fryers.

Just hold your chicken leg out the window for a few seconds.

Please don’t let me get what I want this time.

The term “magnum opus” gets thrown around so much these days, which cheapens it.

This is your magnum opus.

Don’t be afraid to treat yo’self!

Surely they can’t be tha…oh.

Oh, my.