Old Man

If you think that tagline fits, wait'll you see this g-string.

Not sure I want to wait that long. Where else can I find cars driving fast in a straight line on a flat expanse? ...I know! The freeway!

Okay, when I made my original comment about Lynda vs. Gal, I was kind of joking. I did not intend to start some sort of body shaming flame war. If this discussion stops being civil I will start posting nudes of myself in all my wrinkly, spotted glory. You have been warned.

"Field Marshal, thousands of paratroops have landed in this area, three kilometres from here." "What? Why? There is nothing important here... me! I'm important! They must've landed here just to capture me!"

You flew the Gullfire over Leningrad, didn't you?

He sleeps under black seas waiting Lies dreaming in death He sleeps under cosmos shaking Stars granting his breath He wakes as the world dies screaming All horrors arrive He wakes giving earth its bleeding Pure madness alive And He haunts you And He blinds your soul And He loathes you And reclaims it all You turn to stone Can't look away You turn to stone Madness, they say Cthulhu awaken

Amateurs. When Americans want to predict calamity, we hold a presidential election.

For I have sown the thread, and now I will reap the whirlthread!

Alright you Primitive Screwheads, listen up! You see this? This... is my BOOMSTICK!

Okay. You people sit tight, hold the fort and keep the home fires burning. And if we're not back by dawn... call the president.

Son, your ego's writing checks your body can't cash.

And she's a better WW than Lynda Carter ever was.

Is there any other kind of duck?

Note that if we'd caught the Russians tampering with an election in Bananistan, we'd be loudly shouting about the illegitimacy of the result and demanding a new election.

Yeah, maybe 2016 is Highlander and 2017 can be Highlander 2.

I wish 2016 would end already. edit: In fact here's a nice painting of 2016:

My bucket list just keeps getting longer.

What color is the boathouse at Hereford?

Sporting Porpoises?

I wanted a mission. And for my sins, they gave me one.

A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals and you know it.

There's three ways to do things: the right way, the wrong way, and the way that I do it.

I didn't know I was GMing the Walking Dead campaign.

Four years, one month, four days. Give or take.