Next time you name your dog: Think about the horrible life this child would’ve gotten if the same naming logic was used: You’re welcome, future dogs.
Today I’ve found the huge cardboard box containing various drawings from my childhood era. Again. This was right on top of it. It’s probably from 2003-2004. Also, thanks to Nathan “Relvox” Dortman, who’s fortunately still alive, and to which I didn’t thank at the last few posts.
Oh, mr. Copy-Paste, I love you so.
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This one is dedicated to SO many people. But especially to your mom. Thanks to Nathan “Relvox” Dortman (obviously) and to Ze’ev for their help, and thanks to Kim for the help with the background.
Thanks to Nathan “Relvox” Dortman, who’s been watching some German ads recently.
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We’ve all been there – falling asleep at a game of cricket, when suddenly we spot a fair-skinned lady, holding her parasol and waiting for the game to end. Should I approach her, you think. There are many courtiers on her doorstep. And her father won’t approve you anyway. And even if I do approach, [...]
Since the time I stopped repressing my memories I was very, very fond of this whole dirigible thing. Like obese, steel-reinforced robo-whales, they cruise the sky, moving monocle-wearing posh people from one tea party to the other. Or at least, that what should’ve been. One Zeppelin goes down in flames, and the next thing you [...]