Thoughts About How To Cook

...not really The Doclopedia #2,545 The Only Way Out: Of Your Curse “How ever did you get a werewolf curse put on you, Roger? A German occultist? Was it Von Herrman? I thought so. You should have avoided him. Terrible chap.Yes, yes, the curse can be lifted, but you won't like it. You'll need to … Continue reading Thoughts About How To Cook →

Not In This Issue: Moles, Poles, Holes, or Strolls

...no goals either The Doclopedia #2,543 The Only Way Out: Of This Apartment “Yeah, we're gonna have to go across the rooftops. I know we're 10 floors up, but the cops just walked into the ground floor and I figure we've got less than 15 minutes before they find out we're here. How? They'll knock … Continue reading Not In This Issue: Moles, Poles, Holes, or Strolls →

Tarzan Goes To Chicago

...for deep dish pizza The Doclopedia #2,542 The Only Way Out: Of The Sea King's City “Wait! You're saying we have to get in a tight group, let you cast your Bubble spell around us, then just float 1,000 feet up to the surface, get on board the Water Nymph, then sail away before the … Continue reading Tarzan Goes To Chicago →

That Time We Had A Party In A Tree

...and nobody got hurt...much The Doclopedia #2,541 The Only Way Out: Of That Castle “Oh yes, your Highness, I'm quite sure. Now that your father has locked down the castle, your only way out is via the sewers, and even then, only through the old sewer lines laid down by your great grandfather when he … Continue reading That Time We Had A Party In A Tree →

Doomcrackers!

...tasty with cheese, but DOOM! The Doclopedia #2,540 The Only Way Out: Of Las Vegas “Damn, Jimmy, you've gotten yourself in deep shit now. The outfit has locked Vegas down hard until you get found, and everyone is looking for you. That 200 grand they put on your head has everybody hot.Nah, you're safe here, … Continue reading Doomcrackers! →

Root Beer Memories

...especially root beer floats. The Doclopedia #2,539 The Only Way Out: Of This Valley “Ya say ya came in here via a teleport spell? Let me guess, ya got on the wrong end of old Uzera the Miraculous? Yeah, over the years, she's sent 30-40 people here, from farmers to shopkeepers to a prince. She's … Continue reading Root Beer Memories →