That red smoke is 10,000% Russian. Is very patriotic to breathe.

Converse with the Aetherial spirits.

Remember when he covered The Sound of Silence?

Kinda weird how someone can sing that song and completely miss the point of it.

Occasionaly I’ll close my right eye and the framerate will go up.

Well… either way…

“Bog-standard”… heh.

No consensus on pronunciation of name.

She’s not that rowdy little girl anymore. Now she’s a fierce young woman.

So of course they abandoned her.

My standard genie response: I wish for their freedom.

I’m not playing a semantics game.

Canyonerooooooooooo!

“Listen up, lollipops!”

Dump a couple of random Kool-aid packs into a pitcher with a few cups of sugar. Then mix it up with the liquid from one car battery.

Mt. Tankmore.

I don’t know why, but I’ve assumed it has always been legal in Ireland.

He looks like the guy that snitches to the worksite foreman when you take a long lunch break (5 minutes over).

On the new three-dollar bill?

What surgeon? He was declared at the scene. Are they talking about the coroner?

If you really like to watch television, the you can’t go wrong with the Carnivalé.

Fairly accurate sociopath representation though.

I’m not allowed near hydrocarbons after the Paris thing… but I’ll see what I can do.