In this economy, I can only afford baked adequates.

Listening from beyond the grave.

Constant throttle revving of the leaf blower or trimmer sends me into a homicidal rage. Ergo, I live in the wilderness, for manslaughter is not in my portfolio.

I assume desecrating Bibles is on the table now as well.

You ain't just whistlin' Dixie, toots.

"Folks, I run a tight sty. It's a very good sty. People are saying it's a good sty, one of the finest. You have to be strong. Pigs can sense weakness. They'll attack you. People say they are very much like us. We have to be careful. Our friends in the Islam have the right idea. They hate the pigs."

I hate public speaking too.

"...which aides attributed to an overly tight necktie."

In Russia, people were built to help robots.

That's a little more alliteration in a headline (OP) than I am usually comfortable with.

"Yes Remulak...a small town in France"

I signed up in the US on 9-9-2025 and have only received one issue to date, probably 6 weeks ago. Yours may have gotten lost in the mail. Do you get the daily email stream of story summaries mixed with merch and other promo stuff? That started when I signed up.

Hot. Approximately 375 F.