Something is not right but I just cannot tell.

The aftermath of failing to fit a bendy-straw into a 2-liter soda bottle. Through the bottom. （ＰＲＡＩＳＥ ＡＬＬＡＨ）

Octo-dad drinks too much and is no longer "buoyant" in bed.

Sigfreiud bolted up and scanned the area. There were strangers who would not meet his eyes. His thoughts sank to his stomach. He was alone.

A fat pink pig crying over a bloody finger in a pie

Sunrise at the beach!