Oh, hello there. It’s me again, your substitute liveblog slunt. Think back to high school when you had that same substitute teacher time after time. The one who had pretty much stopped trying. The one who smelled like vodka and breath mints. The one who basically let you kids do whatever the hell you wanted as long as you didn’t kill one another. Yeah, that’s me, and I’m flexible on the murder thing.
Can you believe we’ve already been watching this shit for a month? I still can’t remember most of the design goblins’ names, but at least we’ve done a pretty thorough job of creating nicknames for them. That makes me feel warm inside, but that could just be the vodka. Continue reading