Eventually a firelady arrived and extinguished the fire by looking horrified. Homeowner's insurance covered the cost of a replacement oven.
Duke was even able to salvage his sausages, but his mind was on thoughts of escape. He couldn't enjoy his sausages because of all the turmoil.
By the next day it was apparent Duke had made a baby thing inside of his wife's hootie-hatch. That meant it was time to redecorate.
There was some landscaping to do as well. What newborn doesn't love a swing set or dozens of bales of hay?
Your lair. Maybe you lure victims to it, maybe you hide in it between killings, or maybe you haunt it 24/7 because you’re tragically confined by a curse. Whatever the situation, for most of us monsters, a living/un-living space is an important part of our identities. In this column, Monstergeddon award winners share their lair tips and techniques!
Works great on my child, who hasn't barked at all for as long as she's worn the apparatus. When she turns three, we will remove it for a trial period.
The famed gonzo otaku journalist writes about the death of gaming culture in 2014.
Try not to break your console while I try not to break my cyber brain.
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