YBC Noir > Oreos

(If you ever find yourself in Japan, go into any supermarket and try them - cheaper and nicer-tasting.)

“Police Officer means Terrorist? What a country!”

The Hunt For Red Oktoberfest.

“Is this one of those drug things?”

“Master, I know you want to scan a document, but I really need more Cyan first~”

Of course it’s gardening shears, a scythe is used for gathering wheat.

Well, since you asked politely.

Pirate it all, write LGBT fanfiction with it.

Now that’s a Reddit bot that I don’t miss.

The Dutch Dee Bradley Baker.

(Context: he plays just about every single clone trooper in animated Star Wars, and some other extras. Which means several dozen different character, many with audibly distinct voices.)

“He was a punk, she dealt with trade. What more can I say?”

I’m a father living in Japan, so any competent display of childcare is still met with shock and confusion.

I have never in my life been presented with a scenario such as a child tripping over a bench and thought that the bench was in the wrong place.

Kids are ALWAYS in the wrong place, and usually at the wrong speed.

Literally today, my son (3) walked face-first into a freestanding sign. He meant to walk down a hallway to where I was, but instead headbutted a large sign about his height that was flush against a wall. It was not away from the wall, it was not overhanging the hallway at all. Nevertheless, he got distracted well enough to try and walk through it and then looked genuinely confused as to why the sign was even there.

Fatherhood is a daily joy.

Well, the onus is on you to prove that bench is not up to code. :)

Great Fox! No blasters or pokeballs!

“There was time now…”

“Good grief, I said ‘if!’ I meant, ‘When it comes!’ I’m doomed. One little slip like that can cause the Vengabus to pass you by.”

“Clyde! Clyde!

Do it now, Clyde!

Goddammit we lost Clyde!”

“Walkies… or else!”

“Tale as old as time…”