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This isn’t much of an exaggeration. Before I met my wife I’d get to the airport three hours early, just so I knew nothing could go wrong. My wife prefers to get to the gate right when they’re boarding. She says she’s “never missed a flight,” but I get little comfort from that when standing in the security line and staring at the time on my boarding pass.
An ancient argument nearly leads to violence… is this the fate of every argument in a universe with no hugs? And Marcus afraid to fight? What’s become of our favorite mercenary? And what’s up with Fake Pinder’s giant head?
How will we survive the Hug-pocalypse?
Oh, and I prefer fruit, myself. With a little whipped cream.