Grim Matchstick was reading the latest issue of the Inkwell Blotter when-!
Grim: Ah-ah-AAHCHOOO!! 🔥
He accidentally sneezed fire all over his newspaper, incinerating it completely.
Grim: Aw n-n-n-n-nuts. 😓

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Grim Matchstick was reading the latest issue of the Inkwell Blotter when-!
Grim: Ah-ah-AAHCHOOO!! 🔥
He accidentally sneezed fire all over his newspaper, incinerating it completely.
Grim: Aw n-n-n-n-nuts. 😓
Chosen.
You’re not supposed to name it!
Once you name it, you start getting attached to it!
(Dark then proceeded to name every other Virabot and make customized pet beds for them.)
Ruby likes having a snack before going to bed.
How Angel Tells the Fawns to Clean Up vs. How Alastor Tells the Fawns to Clean Up
Alastor: Darlings, it’s time to clean up! We have company coming over and the princess would like the lobby and ballroom to be spotless!
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Angel: PUT THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM, OR SO HELP ME-!
(Training session)
King Dice: 🤔 Scary feet, scary feet, scary feet- 😮 Oh kid's awake!
Devil: (flops) 😖
King Dice: 🤔 Okay, scary feet, scary feet, scary feet- 😀 kid's asleep!
Devil: 😡 (roars)
King Dice: 😦 Twins! In a bunk bed!
Devil: 😈 (growls, rising and sitting)
King Dice: 😏 Oh, I thought I had you there.
Guess the Devil needed to sharpen his scaring skills to protect his reputation.
I'll rb that post 1,000 times before I let this company die
When looking at Winston’s yeti skin/weapon I got a Monsters Inc. vibe from it, and now I’ve learned about one of his new voice lines. “Snow cone? They’re lemon!”
I am now happier that I’ve gotten this skin, even if I am a terrible Winston.
Sleeping Child Alarm
I sit two seats behind the driver on the school bus. This puts me in the perfect position to eavesdrop on what's being said over his radio. Every few mornings, the HQ lady in charge of my bus's sector interrupts the usual program of field trip announcements, traffic reports, and holiday alerts to remind bus drivers to check their buses for Sleeping Children (note the capitals) closely before leaving the school. What she fails to mention is that, should a Sleeping Child be found, the bus driver must immediately sound the Sleeping Child Alarm and await backup. Under no conditions is he to go in alone. Within minutes of the alarm, thirty specially trained members of the No Child Left Sleeping Force will swoop down in their neon yellow and orange traffic gear, wielding their brooms and stop signs respectively, ready to handle the contamination according to proper Sleeping Children protocol. Counseling is available for any bus driver traumatized by the event. Let it be known, Blue Bird Buses does not take the Sleeping Children threat lightly.