Dick spiders.

More seriously: body parasites of any kind.

I dreamed a friend built a treehouse so big it had a mezzanine and a staircase. He invited me to tour it and didn’t bother to mention he’d filled it with hungry zombies - because obviously he was going to do that, duh.

Setting aside the theme, I like the way you’ve highlighted the best result on each.

Is this why Pugsley was okay with Wednesday electrocuting him?

Joke’s on you! Nothing’s going to happen to me in my sealed hyperbaric chamber!

Man, I am so sleepy…

Are we accepting planets that orbit other planets? Because I’ve always thought Titan was neat. Nasa has a recording of the wind from a probe descender stage.

Tell 'em guns are loud and obvious, so you’re getting a length of piano wire and two wooden pegs.

Those sticks look painful for anyone to ride.

I once saw a duck steal a wallet out of a woman’s bag and waddle off with it.

The same could have happened to YOU.

Not much. I’ve made it a rule not to say anything on the internet that I’d be ashamed to say IRL. Other posters have recognised me from real life a couple of times and it’s been no big deal.

I was once part of a community for making very crass jokes about sensitive topics, but given that the entrance is plastered with warnings about what you’re going to find inside, I hope people would take it in its proper context.

Tae Kwon Do features a lot of high kicking, which can be difficult for young kids that haven’t developed their balance yet.

Or maybe it’s what she needs to develop her balance. I dunno, kids are like little aliens.

I don’t really feel the urge either, but I use my day as a topic of conversation with my wife. Just talking with her is the goal.

Does anyone actually believe that suffering gives life meaning? I’m sceptical.

Context is sooo important in this case. What sort of dream?

I need some time to review the life choices that led me to this.

So it’s working. Good.

Weather is a bigger threat than you might realise in the G region.

Only when I’m out on the moors with the gents, hunting our servants for sport. Gad, there’s one now!

uBlock Origin, duh.

Privacy Badger.

Mouse Gestures (any of them, there’s multiple).

Reader view, because sometimes all you need is the text, in a pleasantly readable format.

I’m praying for my liver.