Roll d6 for damage

"Wanna see something really scary?"

"Yawn."

"Nooooooooo!"

1. So any of you angsty rural cracker meth heads cooking up names for venting the non-sequential, four-suit hand you've nelsonmuntzly been dealt via the time-honored & fiscally-lucrative grindcore tradition, remember where you first saw Tranny Fisticuffs.

I'm looking at you, Proto-Bros. (Hey, that's a good one, too.)

2. This is what tags & tracks us peonage:

If The Man's local HR rampaging technobot minions had the biggest Bon Scotts of them all, this is what should tag & track us peonage:

Harder to slack from a sack of Olympian stomach acid, n'est-ce pas?

3. Storm of the Yeti!

4. Look man complete stranger patron client customer client, when the staff is Juan Valdezing over bunga bunga, Son of Qa/Kha/Gha-daf(f)i artwork & Cleveland hitman (woman, in this case) folklore, how about you might as well not jump in with tales of there being neither hitmen nor La Cosa Nostra only FBI operatives. As the Peonage has long been aware of the likes of Beatrix the Bilderberger & her Masonic Illuminati operatives, you're redundantly simply being redundant. 

 

 





5. Reader's choice! Throw those child's bones! Everyone's a wiener!*




6. One day till catharsis woo! 

*hey, I gave your ass an out before more metal. Taisez-vous, connard.