Am I the shell of hell or the lobstrosity of generosity?

I'm doing some PC admin, as one of the only remotely literate henchman this often falls on my chitinous shoulders, pushing on through this cold Monday in Snake Mountain. Really want to go out and order a coffee at the local Retile Men barista. It's a pretty dangerous trip for a caffeine hit though.

And now I find that Hordak is actually using the spare bedroom as a 'lab' to develop his own version of the eyeball bastard from Alien Earth. This one also has a retractable bellend for 'lols'.

This 'lab' is next to my bedroom...

Fuck this, I'm off. I wonder if they'll have me at Grayskull.

Alien: Earth is great and all, but it's hard to be scared of something on the TV when infinitely more terrifying parasites fall out of Merman on a daily basis. Fortifying my room has become art form in survivalism.

Woke up in what I initially took as a hot bath this morning. Quickly realised it was actually a gigantic saucepan and 'hot' = slowly raised to near-boiling.

When I find the bastard responsible, they will be yeeted from the highest point of Snake Mountain. Once I shed this pink shell.
#IAmStillHere

That uncomfortable feeling when a space princess laser-blasts your head.

Hope you've had a good Christmas. We've spent 36 hours freeing Skunko from the chimney after his annual Santa Claus stunt went catastrophically badly. Again.
You never get used to the smell. His panic makes it worse... I'll be in the bath until NYE now.

Multiple matches on Skysports+ tonight. (Yes, we watched football.)
So an afternoon battle royal awaits, with the victor getting the viewing rights in the main cavern.
Merman is going to get such a kicking shortly.

This is why we don't let Skeletor do interviews anymore.

Snake Mountain will soon be restored to it's former glory.
Crucially, I will no longer be sharing an outside toilet with Beastman, Merman and... Skunko.

Soon.

I hate it after midnight around here. Especially on one of Beastman's 'Naked Fridays'. He starts early and goes full frontal for 24 hours.
FML.

Yes it's me.... your fav 80s television adversary.
I'm nicer in real life.