Don't Ask the Cactus

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Trix are for...?

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Yogurt

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Yay, webcomics!!

SURPRISE!! I've decided to post all my random unfunny jokes on here...in the form of a webcomic!! Now I know my art is terrible and the jokes aren't funny, but these are just the experimental stages, so bear with me and hopefully it'll get better. If you can't read it, click on it to enlarge. So here's my first one:

Dreams

When you really stop to think about it, going comatose for several hours and having wild halucinations doesn't seem like it would be too appealing (for those of you who don't go to xkcd.com). Despite this, sleeping and all affiliated actions are in the top 10 of my favorite things to do. Dreaming in particular is why I look forward to going to bed at night. You could end up anywhere doing anything, completely random. At least for me. If anyone knows how to control what you dream, please tell me. Anyway, most of my dreams have me around lots of people partying or something like that in these cool places like arcades, big parks, Hogwarts (don't judge me), etc. My favorite places even come up in my dreams multiple times, like an after party dream. I hope I don't jinx myself, but I've never had a bad dream in my life. Even this one dream I had where I was in this vampire/house of the dead house turned out to be more of an escape adventure than a nightmare. Maybe it's just my optimistic side coming out. Dreams are a kind of double-edged sword, though. On the one side you get infinite amazingness, but then you get to wake up to a comparatively average and uncelebrated life. It makes me a little sad sometimes that my life can't be more exciting like in my dreams. But I wonder: if life was more like a dream, what would our dreams be like then?

Coming Soon

I am seriously falling behind. Not that this is a competition or anything, but if it was, I would be in the back. Oh wait. It is a competition (Brian) and I'm winning. Nevertheless, I'm going to be blogging it up nonstop in a couple of days. Plus, I have another surprise (hint: better than the pirate talk)

So, 'tis a story ye be wantin'?

Arrgh, it be in me best interest t' spin a yarn o'er me recent days. Me vessel be in the clutches of the navy's port, me search for the Treasures o' the Fifty States is at an end, and the day of the ressurection is at hand. Aye, me peg legs be gettin' a waxing an' no scallywags be courtin' my wenches.

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Here's whats been happening with me over the past few days. The police found my car, I finally finished collecting all fifty state quarters, and Easter is around the corner. I'm relaxing; life is good.

Dude, where's my car? (Still not the pirate post)

You know how weird it feels to have something taken away right under your nose without you noticing until later? Well imagine my surprise this morning when I awaken to find that my car was not where it was supposed to be. As in stolen. This isn't the first time it's happened, either. The police found the last one that was stolen, but this time no luck. At least not yet. They did find something that was in the car though. Apparently the person(s) who took it threw a bag of mine out of the car into somebody's yard a couple of streets down. They kept my pretzels, though...