@karlboll has a DnD group. I wonder if they've ever done a Marvel campaign.

In light of this irrefutable video evidence, it appears I have no choice but to issue a formal apology of my own accord.
Ahem! I have made a severe and continuous lapse in my judgement, and I don't expect to be frogiven. But I now understand the far-reaching consequences of my actions. But please consider that I was in a dark place at the time, so that should garner me some sympathy and make it okay, right?
Nonetheless, to everyone that I've hurt with my actions or words, I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, that I'm sorry you felt that way.

Who wouldn't want Obi-Wan greeting them when they come home.

Those who rejected the message would later go on to become cereal killers.

The doggos have learned to use DoorDash. They've become too powerful.

Sometimes, the burden is too much to bear.

Almost as slippery as the slug, but far quicker to act.

Even if we don't always have the same tastes.

Some old meme formats still hold up.

The froggos come-a marchin' home
Hoorah hoorah
They're gonna hop, they're gonna croak
Hoorah hoorah
They'll stick their tongues out and go mlem
They'll find some bugs and then eat them
The froggos come-a marchin' home
Hoorah hoorah

The octo knows you're into it.

Hopefully they don't eat it too fast. That's how you get hiccups, you know.

You don't need to be an airhead to blow hard.

They always say that, yet they never seem to be willing to part with something so seemingly unimportant.

You know what. We CAN dance of we want to. We can even leave your friends behind. 'Cause your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well, they're no frineds of mine.