I don't know about you, dude, but I'm sitting here under a fuzzy blanket, trying to ward off the cold; I hate this time of year! AND I'm procrastinating; I have my writing files open, but I don't want to get started, because I iz lazy.
Where's Kricket with that whip?
Is that all I am to you people?! Just the girl with the whip?! Well here, have some whips!
*grows 7 more arms, all with whips attached and becomes The Terrible Kricket of Nine Whips*









You talking about hookah, by any chance?
ETA: Nevermind. This is what I get for tending to work stuff before Cantina stuff.
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For shame, The Cantina is your life nothing else should matter.
Not even zombies would make accounting exciting.
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I don't know about that. I'll have to ask Mr. K.
IN THE RED sounds too much like my bank statement
Sadly, no.
Okay, so we're 1 for 3 on DEAD IN THE RED. What about:
STANDOFF AT RED MOON CRATER (yes, I know it sounds like a spaghetti Western...)
or THE FAR SIDE OF RED
I like THE FAR SIDE OF RED.