Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Angine de Poitrine.

Thomas Burnett Swann.

Sacramento Morty’s.

You’ve been following along with Dylan Meconis’s daily Danse Macabre sketches? If not, go on: catch up. —Now. Turns out, this one?

Tweet, tweet.

It was specifically commissioned by the Spouse. For me.

I know a provocation when I see one.

—Filed 5617 days ago to Indulgences.

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Turing machine.

Benson and Troy.

Scooby.

Kicking robots.

Glitter.

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