Pūks Pics

I am Pūks the cactus.

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My sister-in-law's book has a Griffin character who is not a pirate. I decided to improve her character just a bit. This is Freko the pirate Griffin

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This morning on the subway I saw a surprisingly fluffy rat and a ninja named Quinn. I imagine every rat wants to be a ninja.

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While the choir director was working with the Sopranos, I drew pictures on my phone. My 7-year-old fellow tenor suggested I draw an animal hybrid. Thus was born the toucan-pigeon-cat. He goes by Clyde and the world is his litter box.

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Marine iguana Zorro can't be stopped by no crab.

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I joined a choir. We rehearse at the container store.

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I, Pūks the cactus, have just created a character for my first ever Dungeons and Dragon’s campaign. This Character is Named Raivis. He was raised by dragons because of course he was. However, on his 10th birthday a magical illusion that had convinced him and the other dragons that he belonged there suddenly wears off. Upon realizing he is a penguin He does what any sane creature would do: he gets his fat flesh out of the dragon’s lair he calls home. Then, he joins a band of traveling bards, Changes his name to Guntis, takes up the fiddle, and travels the land in search of answers about his situation.

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Cheryl’s encounters with a rudeabaga and a nudabaga.

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Why don’t I put on my goggles while flying around Mexico on a paper airplane? Because I live on the wild side. Also I don’t have hands

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Cheryl had a hularific Pi day. I hope she’ll cheryl with me.

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In my defense, I was under the impression that an angel would appear and tell me to stop.

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A lot of people said I couldn’t do it. But, just because *you* can’t bake an apple pie 7 times your size, doesn’t mean *no one* can

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Breaking the thanksgiving turkey wishbone with my friend Cheryl the toaster oven. What a fun tradition.

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What is this potato’s story? Is it a double agent that was just found out? Is a witch’s potato from 17th century Salem? Or has it been captured by orcs and is being tortured to reveal the location of the one ring? The world may never know.