As if we needed more proof that the whole of the earth has slipped into an abyssal hell dimension, we now have our very own Dr. Channard.

What the fuck is up with your pants there big shoots? Anticipating a flood there Milhouse? What a fucking embarrassment.

In a world of Carrie Underwoods, be a Peaches.

Dracula was in court. It went about as I expected.

Remember when Nancy Mace wore her very own homemade "Scarlet Letter" tank top?

What a tremendous fucking moron.

Now that RFK Jr. will be in charge of HHS, millennials like myself now have an opportunity to play Oregon Trail IRL.

Then again, with the economy about to tank, might be useful to have a guy around who can teach us how to properly prepare roadkill...

For any new followers who may be unfamiliar with my work:

I plan and run ttrpgs regularly on my Twitch channel, from D&D to Alien and City of Mist.

Many past campaigns can be viewed on my YouTube channel.

Also, I make my own music!

Links in bio my friends.

Bonus cat: My Bluecifer!