And the coffee is better.

And he has fluent german.

‘All cat are gray in the dark.’

We like an Orange Avatar. And those eyes.

With the Snakehole doors.

After all, when the cargo is trafficked Ukranian/Russian sex workers, the shippers don’t mind if the stock gets queasy. Just hose ‘em off.

The gentleman in the first image looks to be of great enough amplitude to set about any car on edge. Praise the gods for capacity.

Or Tequila?

Perhaps post would succeed better as a slideshow. And that is one bilious green. Cue naked baybee. Defecating.

Named Stonie.

Mmmmm, dino juice. Nomnomnomnomnomnom. The archaic brought to life again! And attendant death. Cycles and circles.

Circus! Now we just knead bread.

It is a Long Distance Runaround, but if you circle to the right, you can go thru The South Side of the Sky, and get to The Heart of the Sunrise. That puts me in a good Mood for a Day.

Local conventions seem to differ. Another Jalop mentions right-yield in the south of France.

Hahahaha, sometimes it is self time for me.

So skill points for gunguy.

Yup. Tracy decided not to acquire: Needs moar rust.