Well, we survived the kids' party yesterday. They all ran around screaming and unattended upstairs while the dads, moms, and otherkins sat downstairs drinking heavily. We're still cleaning up. But there were only two ER trips, the cops only came once for a welfare...
The students have all left for Spring Break, so WebDom and 10b0t thought they'd close our little café for the weekend and get some badly-needed time off. So of course the (((Grinch))), always eager for revenue, booked a kids' birthday party just to foil their plans....
[Goyische Editor's Note: If you think you've seen this before, it's because you have. At least twice. (((OMWC))) published this in 2017, and again in 2021. You know how old ppl like to tell the same stories over and over...] You goyim may be familiar with the High...
In which the Old Man starts his work training in Safe Spaces. This episode: Queer Vocabulary.
Look on the back of my neck for a leaf. And the husk of my pod.
It’s been a long time since someone called me “Pal.” And after these links, it may be a lot longer.
Not my usual, but sometimes it needs to be done.
Thank Yahweh 2022 is over. Now we have a fresh, clean new year to fuck up. Here’s some Links to set the tone.
While Spud and I start whipping food together for tonight, y’all can relax and chow down on some Links.
They sent out the Jew today to bring tidings of somewhat mixed joy. aka Links.
This time of year, I like to point at goyim and laugh. But before I do that, let’s do Links.
Well, this was unexpected. But there’s some Links anyway.
Symbolism is more important than reality. And Links are more important than… oh wait, they’re not important. But here they are anyway.
Much glass melted, much furnace sweat, much concert, much muchness, and now, much Links.
Big project reaching climax. I’m shutting my eyes. After doing Links, of course.
On the road again, but not with Willie’s stash, alas. Just Links.
What kind of idiot would drive to Montana and back for Thanksgiving? Oh, this one.
My god, it’s full of Links!
Wherein I relate the highlight of my week, then drop Links on you.
Mea culpa, I haven’t been able to be around much, but still, serving up Links now and then.
I’m going to trust you all to behave yourselves without supervision. Maybe Links will keep you busy.
It’s always nice to be in a screaming rush and panic situation. Maybe Links will calm me down… nah.
I have a funny story. Then, you know, Links.
Spud and I return from the inner circle of Hell, 5 pounds heavier, and with tales to tell. Like… oh… Links.
Yeah, yeah, I know. But here i am. With Links.