I must have written this in a weak moment. It was probably late at night and I was overly tired. Maybe I was sleep-writing.  There really is no other way to explain letting Sebastian win one. I’m sorry folks, I promise it won’t happen again.

-Mark “Goint to go get some zees”


Seriously…What the smeg is a snard?

-Alex “In need of a dictionary”


Dinner. It’s what’s for dinner.

-Mark “Snards spokesman”