It's like that guy who visits often, and always overstays his welcome.

To Glory!
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EDIT: Don't know why the resident toxies have gathered on this post in particular. But one can certainly make an educated guess. Well, may they find the holy glory they seek.

I try. Sadly, those people don't seem to stay away from me.

Of course, some live in alternate or rather alternative realities even when awake.

What's more, she held a family reunion afterwards at Frogmore.

@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.