An excerpt from a textual conversation between Thirsty Dave and Scurvy Jane…

I don’t know how old I am. You don’t know how old I am. Jill Y doesn’t know how old I am. Thirsty Dave doesn’t know how old I am. Scurvy Jane doesn’t know how […]
An olde tradition in my massively confusing world is the giving of gifts on birthdays, paydays and special events such as birthdays and paydays. Finding the perfect gift is not easy and that’s why I […]
We love Scurvy Jane as if she were our own skin-diseased, flesh and blood. We’re very protective of her and that’s why we looked far and furtherer to find her a suitable date. In the […]
The bar opened and so began the strange disappearance of Thirsty Dave. We looked everywhere for him but just couldn’t find him. We tried to think the way he thinks but just ended up going […]