Yeah I made some more, hoo-ray. Don't sue me. And put down that pitchfork, will you?

Henry knew he was doing something wrong when they kept laughing after the warning shot. Perhaps it was the clown suit.

Somebody had left the door to the next dimension open again.

Really, the toast was getting tired of these incredible adventures through time and space.

The death badgers had returned.

The villagers did run run run as fast as they could but they were no match for the Ninjabread Man.

Aaaand that's all I got right now.

My school day actually went pretty well... But remember I use cynical definitions... My intolerance of the blatant stupidity of half my classmates stayed at a minimum today as I had an alleged 'education' crammed into my unwilling skull at several machine-made desks, located in an aging, overcrowded concrete death trap.