Vegas Inventions, Part 2
More stuff to complete your visit to the City of Sin, including Stripper-Gunk-Be-Gone!!!! and Bonzo's Alternate Identity Provider!
More stuff to complete your visit to the City of Sin, including Stripper-Gunk-Be-Gone!!!! and Bonzo's Alternate Identity Provider!
I'm confident we can make Sin City even better, so I did some market research and found ways to improve this wonderful den of debauchery.
How's it going? I see you're researching me for a position in your company, school, or burger joint. I just want you to know, I've drunk alcohol and smoked pot before.
KC straightens his tie in the bathroom. He's prepping for the interview that may change his life for the better. Unless his Organs blow it.
It's been two years since I've been entertaining (or annoying) you, my faithful PIC readers and fans. So I'd like to offer you my personal guide to writing.
KC slumbers, but the Organ Gang still works. Junk manages to raise morning wood while Brain works on the weirdest dreams possible.
You need me, but most of all, you need my inventions. They're sure to make your life/love life/Half-Life better. Be the first on your block to get these products!
College kids didn't always have such necessities as iPods, Easy Mac, Snuggies, and the Fleshlight. So I decided to invent some more new shit for students.
KC meets Mick Brady, his great-great-grandfather, as Mick exits a boat on Ellis Island after a long journey from Ireland.
KC and the Organ Gang survived the chair lift, and made it to the peak of the mountain. Now he just needs to survive the actual snowboarding.
I recently snowboarded in Vail. I'm fine in sub-zero temperatures, but I'm terrified of heights. Chair lifts are the reason I'm not a snow bunny.
It's not that I hate all music, it's just that I hate most of it. Because let's admit it, most of it sucks. Here's a rundown of the tunes that boil my blood.