Extra Ordinary Comics

I've also yet to be hit with a piss jar! Hooray! Some interesting jars, from the years when I was still tempted to open them, was a shreik that shattered just about everything fragile in a 50 foot radius, including my ear drums (still dealing with that tinnitus), and another jar spilled out some sort of abomination spider-crabs, which ate all our food and vomited it right back up quicker than our reaction time, whilst chanting something about hating their mother. I'd kill for some lemons, though, the stores have been out of stock of decent citrus.

I've really enjoyed having our bad feelings singularity. I've been mercilessly unhappy for so long, it fits right in with our style, and having it stare back makes me feel less alone, without the intrusion of another person. It's ominous hum is great for sleeping, too, automatic blackhole noise machine!