excess residue

tollkeeper

muddling along

pocket eye gouger

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no IDea 43

on strike for better captions

no IDea 42

no name no caption

contents hypothetical

ceremonialist

 

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lateral lenticularity

no IDea 40

no name no caption no nothin

stone-clay 24

Xander Thorn

 polymerclay and fossil shell

cobblestone louse

Coblice: the down side of roadwork

intrinsically wrong

beauty / beast

Smeckle d’Arto

the big if

 Nineteen years after NASA tapped into ominous signals from the discredited planet, Pluto, another encrypted message has been received and deciphered. This time it comes not from Kryznapox Glorfinism, the purported Queen of Pluto, nor from her ex, Plognyztr Glorfinism, the purported former King of Pluto - he calls it Yuggoth -  for the Queen is dead (or so we are told) and the ex-King lives happily enough in Smeerg City, Venus. No, the message comes from the former Prince, now purported King of Yuggoth, as Pluto has declared as its new, possibly rightful name. The message reads as follows:

It is I, King of Yuggoth and Benign Ruler of Elliptically Peculiar Planets and Plutons.  I come in the name of peace. I was raised on Kunkfrumbilia Snartaxxis, the planet you refer to as Venus. My father instilled in me a deep pride in our Yuggothian heritage. So much so, I left my father’s planet and returned to my mother’s, where, since her demise, I have claimed my title. 

I, We, rule elliptically, not unlike our orbit. There is an elastic quality to our governance. Rules are bent. There is a great allowance of thought and speech. Diversity is encouraged. We believe that something close to truth can be arrived at through knowledge and understanding. In time, differences do arise.  We are reminded of rules. The orbit tightens.  As it is doing currently on your planet. 

The message I would impart to you Earthlings is this: Maybe it’s the result of that tight little orbit of yours, but you is fugged up. We are truly sorry for you. It’s a shame you have to slog through that nationalistic, authoritative and intolerant BS that’s been foisted on you by the rich and power-hungry among you. There’s an awful lot of it right now and it’s coming from all over but apparently the center of it at this moment is on a golf course on the eastern seaboard of the United States of America.  Here is chaos. Rules are both being imposed and broken at the same time. Be that as it may, you should rest assured, my friends: As sure as you fall back, you’ll spring forward. It’s just the constant lurch of civilization  But when you're up against idiots, thought and reason will win in the end. It’s bound to get better after it gets worse..

.. if you survive.

concern

Col. Mustard

used a dagger in the billiard room