It was the Lost City of Lame, all right. But not a single cook fire or streaking prankster was in sight. The statue of the Guardian of lame, however, seemed to be moving. Nobody saw it move, of course, and yet, there is was, keeping pace with our progress. No tracks or footprints or impressions. Just movement. A feeling of dread began to gnaw at our wonderment.
Sisyphos over 11 years ago
Too late now! Let those, then, be your Closing Remarks![And will Teresa really return? Or is GoComics just feeding us leftovers?]
*Space Madness at The Station* over 11 years ago
Judge(mint)
Brass Orchid Premium Member over 11 years ago
It was the Lost City of Lame, all right. But not a single cook fire or streaking prankster was in sight. The statue of the Guardian of lame, however, seemed to be moving. Nobody saw it move, of course, and yet, there is was, keeping pace with our progress. No tracks or footprints or impressions. Just movement. A feeling of dread began to gnaw at our wonderment.
Perkycat over 11 years ago
You sound like my GPS.
GoodQuestion Premium Member over 11 years ago
Never mind . . . ☻
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member over 11 years ago
I like Goldfish.
jpozenel over 11 years ago
She’ll have officer Byrd toss you out if you try!
Ushindi over 11 years ago
My permission is still denied.