Big Foot's Pad
My brother had a friend in high school who must have been at least 7 feet tall with huge clown feet. He had to duck to get through our door, even. One time I went over to his house and the place smelled paralyzingly like someone had stuffed old cat food in the heating vents. This Big Foot's Pad stinks too, but in a different way.
I get all my reputable information from Zombie Zone.
Someone should abduct "abductee48's" computer.
"creeper303" has stumbled onto the magical world of bears.
Talk about insensitivity.
Ghosts are okay, they aren't that great.
"flamelord16" solves another case from the comfort of his foil-covered trailer.
‘Toad coin?’ wondered the traveler as he examined the pebble. It did not look all that different from any other pebble, and certainly nothing like a coin. ‘What manner of coin has no head or tail, and bears no seal or flag? Who backs this toad coin, the toad bank? The toad treasury!?’ The traveler laughed, but the toads croaked sternly back at him.
Spending $10-15 a day on perishable organic dog food is not a sign of a decadent culture in terminal decline, it's actually real good and worth it.
No lifeguard on duty. Maze run at your own risk.
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