I am a patron to several ancient and eldritch nature deities.

What the hell is going on with his pinky finger?

I truly pity the cities that don’t have a coffeeshop in an old photomat.

Most days I’m at a Bosch level: Awful but manageable.

On breakthrough days I slip into Abstract Expressionism.

Defiant, no contest.

You sure you don’t want watch Cool Hand Luke in space?

Because white.

Nah, they use Higan now.

I heard Rockwell was even worse.

Forgot the sash though…

Maybe c/FuckCars is on to something.

Camacho actually cared about his people.

Just wait until he gets his inaugural Big Mac.

“You will not have this door…”

USE THE BEEPS!

Or the NX-1.

Delightful cast = delightful show.

Every one of them is a treasure.

Jeez… even the Sovcits are enshittenfying. No maritime coupons, no red pens at perfect angles… just “Here! I’m alive! Gimme gimme!”

Shameful.

If I feel something more solid than snot hit the tissue, I’ll check.

You never know when it might be bloody sinus tissue again.

Slappers only!