“not again...."

Scroll the comments - the bulk are, “The dog better not die....”

But where are the pugs?

“The Aristocrats!”

Where we’re going, we don’t need roads?

I will be declaring this the interior motif of our group’s spaceship in tonight’s SF RPG.

The Isuzu Impulse with its steering wheel-adjacent controls always reeks of Peak 80's

Perhaps not creepy, but the underlying constant tension amplifies the atmosphere - the unexploded bomb, the ghost, the isolation of the orphanage, the various human plottings to the final tragedies.

Devil’s Backbone?

Well, at least he had decent taste in scotch:

Remember, Guilfolye is a year OLDER than Melania...

His greatest nemesis!

And if they don’t want it, Ditch Sex Hickie is the name of my new country-grindcore band.

The strain was more than he could bear....

Ha - couldn’t find yellow in my exhaustive 30-second image search.

“Hopefully, Alaska will make the bus accessible once again, perhaps under safer conditions.”

... and he’s ok...

Kirk/redshirt?

Well, this is Seattle, after all. We take our jaywalking serious here...

Oops, scrolled past it. Nevertheless, the article needed more pleather.