A Hello to Arms

Overcoming physical limitations, one dino-head grabber at a time.  Anachronisms abound, but a happy T. rex makes it all better. 

A Taxing Operation

I've probably exhausted my allotted amount of snide comments for the month.  I regret nothing. 

I finished up my taxes this week (yes, the deadline was extended this year, but I didn't want it hanging over me any longer).  And not only was I reminded just how much of a headache it is making sense of all the instructions and whatnot, but I also discovered that there really are over 800 different tax forms.  And thus did the agonized screams of a thousand tormented souls echo up to the skies and make the folks over by Alpha Centauri wonder what the heck was going on. 

All Hats Are Off

No idea how she got through the door.  So... anybody volunteer to sit behind her?

Less likely to come up this year, due to the planet being closed for repairs (but I swear I'll throw something if I see one more person call the situation "unprecedented").  That said, there will probably be a fair share of people next year making up for it, so the rest of us should probably brace ourselves.

Blood Cell

Vampires ruin everything, example #59,082.  At least someone made a profit on this one.

I'm kind of surprised that no one's made this a thing in real life.  It's an idiotically obvious pun.