Still hiding from the space cuttlefish mafia

I can send you a dream but no promises it's going to be a good one.

Oh, plenty of things. For example, I am a very skilled vocal impressionist. It's a riot at parties.

The boot is appreciated, though.

I recently met up with an old friend that I haven't seen in quite a long time. He's held up surprisingly well against the abyssal curse, all things considered, and even showed Dave a few traditional games from before, you know, all of that.

Objectively, though, the most dangerous of her undertakings was becoming one of the Maleurous. Neither of us were in any position to save the other, of course, though if needed I would gladly have tried.

What kind of toppings do you have?

On second thought, maybe I should go back to sleep.

I think the coast is clear. Let's see what I've missed.

I've saved some of the pickled ones for you; I know those go down the easiest.

Sea salt caramel, extra salt.