Proto Humanoid. (My opinion only; your mileage may vary.)
Yeah, it’s an alternative that I have been known to use. Even older and less likely: “bedclothes.” Which apparently does not mean clothes to be worn FOR bed (i.e., PJs), but clothes ON bed.
Anguish languish, eh wot?
That hotel is a perfect metaphor for the country that is actually a huge city.
Is she on the phone to her boyfriend?
Now, while you’re reading this cartoon …
Well, OK, I guess … if it worked for Freddy Mercury it’ll probably do for me.
Guitar pick, nose pick, it’s all good.
Somehow, though, I cannot but help looking at Mr. Fusco.
So it did no good, did it, to welcome our new alien overlords.
Mine never work at all. They require frequent vacuuming, and even then the fir needles won’t come up.
It’s a dead-end career, apparently.
Yeah, it’s an alternative that I have been known to use. Even older and less likely: “bedclothes.” Which apparently does not mean clothes to be worn FOR bed (i.e., PJs), but clothes ON bed.
Anguish languish, eh wot?