The scene: A pleasant beach. The surf is quietly rolling in, seagulls can be heard in the distance, and a gentle breeze moves the palm fronds to and fro. And in the midst of this pleasant scene sits Satan. He’s stretched out on a folding beach chair, sipping from a
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Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 118)
The scene: Doktor Zymm’s RV, which is rapidly plunging towards the earth. PK is plastered across the windshield, holding on for dear life as his man-bun bobs in the wind. Inside the RV, Rikki-Tikki-Deadly and Future Clone Debbie Harry are frantically trying to figure out how to avoid crashing. Rikki-Tikki-Deadly (pushing
Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 117)
The scene: The Iguana Mart of the future, where Beerguyrob is pushing (or rather, steering) his megacart through the aisles, accompanied by the amorphous yellow blob known as Lemonjello. The megacart is over half full, which is amazing when you consider the fact that you could basically stuff a Lotus
Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 116)
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Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 114)
Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 113)
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Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 111)
The scene: Iguana Mart, where WCS is climbing down from the eight stories of shelving, a half-full box of Diggler’s Donuts in his hand. Iguana Mart employees are restocking the once-empty shelves with boxes of yummy, if life-threatening, frosted treats. WCS: Man, those hit the spot! Hmm, maybe I should pick
Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 110)
The scene: The future, where Horatio Cornblower, Moosemas Gorilla, Otto and PK are currently wandering through the Wasteland after escaping from the cops. PK: Gee, it sure is hot out here. Otto’s Brain: We know. PK: Do you think maybe we’ll run into a Starbuck’s? I could really use a double-whip frappuccino. Horatio
Hard Ride To Nowhere (Chapter 109)
The scene: The Iguana Mart of the future! And not the future minus five years, but the current future, where half (or more, I’m not really counting) of the DFO are spread across the landscape in various groupings, causing all sorts of future-mischief. Those rapscallions… Covalent Blonde is currently pushing a