They are my Achilles' Heel

there's this thing called the "character".. and well. me and my friends? we've gone original.

I need 300 coffees and a massage

Calico out there putting tuxedo on the mats

printers behave like that because the medieval monks they put out of work are haunting them

As the Ides of March approaches, let us all remember it not as the day Caesar was stabbed a whole bunch, but for what it truly was: the day a group of organized elected representatives killed a sitting unelected dictator.

rice fills me with joy and happiness, but more importantly it fills me with rice

can't stop thinking about how Remmick had a black eye after fleeing the Choctaw vampire hunters. Forget stakes and holy water and garlic; they were just straight up beating his ass