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Roasting On An Open Fire: Andrew “Ice” Sleigh Roasts Santa
Hey, glad to see everyone! How’s everybody doing tonight? I see Frosty was able to get out of rehab in order to be here. Could somebody check, I guarantee you that he’s at least fifty percent frozen alcohol right now. A walking, talking pina colada - Please Frosty, just let the hat fall off and leave it at that. Jesus.
As Emerald City Officials, We Assure You the Winged Monkeys are Nothing to Worry About
We are tired of all these conspiracy theories. Remember last year when Gillikin Country was blanketed in a glowing mystery haze and we told you it was nothing? Sure it turned out to be a deadly tornado originating from Kansas, but it was most certainly not Elphaba trying to get hold of those ruby slippers by blowing weed into your lungs. Or that time when the green liquid was found flowing out of Lake Quad? It was just some raw poison poppy contaminating the crops. Not the witch urinating on Oz.
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A Christmas Carol… If It Had Gone Horribly Wrong Within The First Few Minutes
Christmas Eve 1843 was a fairly good day for Scrooge, at least by his twisted standards. He'd only gotten to foreclose on three widows and hadn't kicked a single orphan, but he did get to reject a dinner invitation from his nephew Fred in a particularly brutal way and he made absolute mincemeat out of two charity chumps who foolishly came into the office, scrounging for donations.
Escaping Flavortown with Guy Fieri
You wake up in a pile of giant calamari, and the hot oil stings your skin. The gargantuan halos are looped around your arms and legs, pulling you down. They’re fresh out of the fryer and hot, hot, hot! How did you get here? You don’t know. You remember nothing. You just know you’re burning to death in an oversized appetizer of crispy, crispy rings. It does smell good, though--perhaps a hint of lemon.
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CARTOON: Brewed Awakening
Caffeine Curriculum. Today's cartoon by Todd Condron.
CARTOON: Northern Exposure
Frosty Flash. Today's cartoon by Rich Sparks.
CARTOON: Crash Course
Steer Clear. Today's cartoon by Kyle Bravo.
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Roasting On An Open Fire: Andrew “Ice” Sleigh Roasts Santa
Hey, glad to see everyone! How’s everybody doing tonight? I see Frosty was able to get out of rehab in order to be here. Could somebody check, I guarantee you that he’s at least fifty percent frozen alcohol right now. A walking, talking pina colada - Please Frosty, just let the hat fall off and leave it at that. Jesus.
As Emerald City Officials, We Assure You the Winged Monkeys are Nothing to Worry About
We are tired of all these conspiracy theories. Remember last year when Gillikin Country was blanketed in a glowing mystery haze and we told you it was nothing? Sure it turned out to be a deadly tornado originating from Kansas, but it was most certainly not Elphaba trying to get hold of those ruby slippers by blowing weed into your lungs. Or that time when the green liquid was found flowing out of Lake Quad? It was just some raw poison poppy contaminating the crops. Not the witch urinating on Oz.
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A Christmas Carol… If It Had Gone Horribly Wrong Within The First Few Minutes
Christmas Eve 1843 was a fairly good day for Scrooge, at least by his twisted standards. He'd only gotten to foreclose on three widows and hadn't kicked a single orphan, but he did get to reject a dinner invitation from his nephew Fred in a particularly brutal way and he made absolute mincemeat out of two charity chumps who foolishly came into the office, scrounging for donations.
Escaping Flavortown with Guy Fieri
You wake up in a pile of giant calamari, and the hot oil stings your skin. The gargantuan halos are looped around your arms and legs, pulling you down. They’re fresh out of the fryer and hot, hot, hot! How did you get here? You don’t know. You remember nothing. You just know you’re burning to death in an oversized appetizer of crispy, crispy rings. It does smell good, though--perhaps a hint of lemon.
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CARTOON: Brewed Awakening
Caffeine Curriculum. Today's cartoon by Todd Condron.
CARTOON: Northern Exposure
Frosty Flash. Today's cartoon by Rich Sparks.
CARTOON: Crash Course
Steer Clear. Today's cartoon by Kyle Bravo.