Is propane gas dangerous to inhale? I was asked as the only man person to "be in charge of the grill" for festivities yesterday. I thought it was going well, but the moment I turned the knob on the grill the spark of flame ignited a primal fear, deep within the recesses of where my completely human soul would normally reside and I think I was knocked out.

When I came to, the grill was smashed, the picnic table containing all of the foods and condiments was destroyed, and there was a tattered sun chair hanging from the tree. None of the villagers in attendance will answer my calls, and I can't help but think that I might have put myself (and them) in danger by using propane and maybe inadvertently causing what seems to have been a small explosion.

Is coal the safer alternative?

I'm sick of this. The dark gets a bad rep, and I for one am sick of hearing how people are afraid of the dark. Notice that you never see the monster, or demon, or ghost until it comes into the LIGHT?

The LIGHT is what we as humans should be afraid of, not the dark. I for one say that we SHUN the light, and in protest we get rid of all of our light sources, torches, illumination devices and embrace the darkness! Let's just sit there, preferably away from all garlic, holy water or religious symbols with our supple necks exposed to prove to the world that the LIGHT is what we should fear, and there is nothing lurking in the darkness or just outside your bedroom window.

WHO IS WITH ME?

But then they started growing on me

I am a human vagrant (totally not a common bridge troll of any sort) that has has taken refuge under a human bridge. While I am generally annoyed by human carriages and carts passing over my makeshift house, I am not bothered by them as they generally provide a reoccurring source of food (from robbing them obviously, as I am a shiftless vagabond. Certainty not because I devour their tasty, tasty horses.)

My troubles came when I was accosted by a small herd of goats attempting to cross my abode without recompense. I allowed the first two to cross with promise of proper payment from the third, alas! The third goat, to my chagrin, assaulted me! The end result left me blinded in one eye, with multiple fractures and contusions!

My medical bills have left me completely broke, and I cannot go to the human lawyer since I would be chased by an angry mob with pitchfor... arrested. Arrested for eati... stealing horses.

Do any of you fellow humans have any similar experiences? If so how did you proceed?

Furrow your brow, inspect the frame, draw into question the stability of the entryway itself, and when they assure you that you can use it, just step through.

Works wonders and takes away that awkward "Doorway hover" you do until they invite you in.

So your room is reflected in a picture frame. Is that why people hang them? So you can see like a picture of your room? Why not just hang a photograph instead? Or a nice oil painting you acquired in the past?

I'm so excited and so should you be! My buddies were all like "It looks kind of creepy" and "I thought there wasn't going to be a circus this year" but once I convinced them to enter the tent they became absolute devotees and they don't want to ever leave!

You should come tonight, bring some young impressionable friends, and we'll be waiting for you inside! It's going to be insane.

They're getting everywhere and I swear, if I go throw them away, ...he just keeps shedding more.

I need it for an... art project at my school.

my arm is... broken... yes and is there any way to put it back together?