Beestings right on her eyeballs.

1UP makes a lousy gift for your girlfriend.

Inappropriate graffiti on a crematorium.

George R. R. Martin is tired of being asked when the next book's coming out.

Sawn-off philosophy.

Waves of rainbow sludge roll up on a deserted, irradiated shore.

Fish. God, they're boring. THEY'RE SO BORING. GOD DAMN.

I just had an amazing idea! Wait... No, it's totally awesome.

FINE. Death metal circus clown.

Mom! I'm flying! Mom?

Gracious faith, borne on wings; and oath sworn in Jupiter's name.

This is a drawing of an empty patch of savannah where your herd may graze in safety. Or am I lyin'?