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IN THE RACES OF MARIO'S KART I FIND THE TRUE ENEMY IS THE RNG RESPONSIBLE FOR MY RELENTLESS PAUCITY OF RED TURTLE'S SHELLS
in writing this comic i started thinking about the challenges involved in building an airplane for t.rexes, and it is my new obsession
TELL ME WHEN A COUNTRY IS LIKE A STATE OR I BLOW UP THE MOONS. THAT'S RIGHT: NOT JUST OUR MOON. ALL POSSIBLE MOONS
i don't want no scrubs, a scrub is a scifi space race i just made
i don't want no scrubs, a scrub is a fantasy orc-like race i made
raise your hand if you've ever wanted to live on another world! no wait, sorry. RT IF YOU'VE EVER WANTED TO LIVE ON ANOTHER WORLD
LATER ON THE ATTACK ENDED WITH NO LASTING CONSEQUENCES AND IT WAS NEVER MENTIONED AGAIN, THE END, NO SEQUEL
i was honestly surprised to realize that i had never done a comic about notation enter polish reverse
let today forever be remembered as the day we all realized we could whistle and hum at the same time!!