Day 7


Prison Toilet roils away angrily. Having your mentor vanquished can't be good for your mood. And you know what effect that has on digestion.


Team Stab fucks up a shot and thinks that validates him to fuck with an expensive felt job.


God damn girl, find a bed.


Disinclined Plane is back from work, but he is resilient enough not to take a street nap.

He instead rests beneath his perfect job role model, "Stern, No Shit Taking White Jesus".

Seriously. That man there takes shit off no one.


FUCKING ROBBERY! When the fuck did you get back? Oh well, nothing we haven't already seen 3 times, and I seriously doubt it gets any funnier than Team Stab's drop-off.


I would be careful about bunking with a known mangrappler there, Team Stab. Your baby don't need a daddy that bad.


If nothing else the aliens appear to have taught him the value of indoor plumbing as it relates to personal hygeine.


Zarrr the totally self-obsessed freak practices his "THAT IS NOT WHAT A GOD DAMN PEARL NECKLACE IS YOU FUCKING JACKASS" speech.


The dining room's looking nasty.


Team Stab enters the first trimester!


This is Disinclined Plane being a total stupid ass. He keeps wanting to use the toilet that's in the bathroom where Test-0 is showering, but won't go in because Test-0 is showering.
Let's wait and see if he fouls himself.

Aw, man. Test-0 got out of the shower just in time.

Oh, fuck yourself.



Didn't learn the first time at all it'd seem.


A random fire breaks out.

Nope, not his fault.

Maybe it was his.


Heyyy it's GIIRyudo!
"I saw the fire truck and thought maybe a friend was here and... HEY YOU'RE A PREGNANT MAN! HOW DO YOU DO!"
Two peas in a pod, right there.


Then he goes crazy, right in Team Stab's face.


"Crazy old faggot."


blackguy32 dances like Bill Cosby meanwhile Zarrr's like, "shake it Doctor Huxtable!"

Actually, I'm pretty sure this last shot of Zarrr is what is classified as 'open contempt.'


Never trust a junky.


Most of the green here is actually hers.


This is GIIRyudo expressing he has the hots for ClearlyDelusional.


Yeah she's quite the catch


NO TEST-0 DON'T YOU DRAG HIM DOWN WITH YOU


ClearlyDelusional vomits and FIVE HUNDRED POINTS SUBTRACTED FROM HOUSE GRIFFINDOR

THE SACRIFICE IS COMPLETE. THE GATE IS OPEN. BEHOLD YOUR DOOM!
OH AND PLEASE KEEP THAT NEGRO AWAY FROM ME OK THANKS.


Well, at least her pajamas don't make your stomach unsettle and keep you awake till 1am laying in bed and thinking about oh god how much that skin must burn and hurt and oh god what if the sheet dried to it and


Sorry, bitch, no newspaper for you to steal today.


HAHAHAH NICE FUCKING UNIFORM, HOTDOG COMMANDER!


"We're like, intergalactic harem wives!"
"I don't think rape gets you into a harem but okay, I love you too!"


CD wakes up just in time for food that is not poisoned.





Count Dogula heads for bed.


That Niobe-looking chick called and asked for CD.


I HAVE EVADED YOU TODAY, MY NEGROID NEMESIS BUT SOME DAY WE SHALL CLASH AGAIN ON THE FIELD OF BATTLE.