Sketchy LXXII

…um…

….I could explain, but it’s probably easier to let you make up your own story as to how I got to “here”….

Twitch

…twitch twitch….

…twitch twitch twitch.

The Dearly Departed

…now in powdered form….

 

…just add water for an ash coloured sludge puddle.

It’s How You Hold The Stick

…as much as what the stick sticks into.

On The Couch

…one more time with curlers.

No Connection

…nope…

…none.

Back On Earth

….for the first time in what feels like months…

….kinda miss the Planet of the Chicken-things already….

…maybe we could return there someday….

…maybe.

When You Wish Upon A Waidaminnit

…makes no difference who you are.

A licence In Every Box

…most of the time anyway.

Papa Has A Brand New Food Group

….I once turned down a chicken snack at a party…when asked why, I said it was part of my new diet…I no longer ate things that had hearts bigger than their brains….

…”dietists”…

…they’ll swallow a lot….

…if you say it with a straight face…

…nobody offers me chicken snacks any more.