Hello, it’s Skullard here again. Yes, yes, it’s lovely to see you again too. Yes, I know, you thought I’d fallen off the face of the internet. I haven’t been making time for you and our relationship, I realize that. But as it turns out, you’re never too busy to make your wife put together a clip show. That’s right, the loveliest Luka has once again saved the hash of the universe by carefully crafting a show of such marvel and nuance that it’s too good for the likes of you. And yet, you get it. Merry Christmas! And if you’re one of those procrastinating souls that still has people on the gift list, why not give them the gift of this podcast episode? Y’know, other than the obvious reasons. Look, if you still haven’t bought them a present by this point, they obviously aren’t important enough for a real gift. So stuff some What Could Go Wrong? in their stockings if they’re MP3 compatible. It’s good enough for them if it’s too good for the likes of you, right?
From Skullard’s Postcard Collection:
“And this, Junior, is a replica of the spacecraft your father abducted me in.”
“Do not speak of it, wife-unit. He is not yet cleared for that data.”
“Sorry dear. The fumes from the blood-soaked carpet is impairing my judgment.”
“I am made of plastic.”
“Yes dear.”
ENOUGH OF YOUR NOISE, WORMS! FEED ME THE METAL OBJECT NOW OR I SHALL UNLEASH MY HELLISH WRATH ON YOU ALL!
“Now Junior . . .”
BWAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
And that’s how the carpet got that color.