Nailed it in one.

Honestly more political arguments between nations should be documented this way.

Pretty much yeah. It's amazing how many "crazed lone wolves" a bunch of militant vegans can create.

Ouchies. Sounds like me versus cabbage. Mouth: Oh yes this is tasty stuff My digestive system: Pitchforks and torches time Maybe you can try individual spices for that burn your mouth craves. I've had

Let's just say that there's smaller ranges of variation when it comes to the ability/want to eat a thing.

Cussing is a lot more fun when you translate it into an exact but clinical meaning [eg: "Sod of a bitch"] Hiccups are difficult to explain because even WE don't know why they are I have an (almost)

There's increasingly more Thygruns in this particular paradox. If they leave the timeless palace, they age, and since he wanted immortality, he doesn't want to leave. If there was a first Thygrun, I imagine

Son-of-mine and I have been coming up with Articles of Chaos that you may find a little difficult to predict :D One of them should induce paranoid twitching at the phrase, "it's a beautiful day

I've been informed that the word 'rook' was a corruption of the Persian word for 'chariot', since the piece initially represented an archer on a chariot. When it reached Europe, archers were in towers,

Oh shit. That's supposed to be "Deathworlder" ::runs to fix all the extant versions:: You saw nothing.

Dang, I'm never anywhere there's a flashmob :(

It's the best way to flick the middle finger at the evil overlords.

Hold your head high and go forward knowing that you chose the higher road, I guess. They're in enough excrement with what really happened.

Bold of you to assume that Human Pyn is capable of waiting.

The joke with Glaasijal works better if you pronounce a J like a H like the Norse did :D But yes. Yes he is. There's something on Tumblr about selling your firstborn to various supernatural entities and

I also thought of jewelry boxes, but those also come in assorted sizes and shapes. It's a bit of a problem thinking of the right size of small box.

Those are the exact little darlings I was talking about in the author's note.

It's highly possible the other 20 folks knew that about you and said, "Suspicions confirmed. I'm outta here," and walked off in solidarity.

The trouble with Deep Time colonies is that there's a limit to how many times you can do that. Better to indoctrinate the population you have to your beliefs and work from there. They're trying. ...very

There are far too many managers/executives/CEO's who know absolutely nothing about the business end of the business. Having a Bungee Manager in this case is actually preferable to having a Mosquito Manager.