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Pnårp wondered why all zippers have that little square hole in their pullers, then had to deal with a clockroach and sockroach infestation. Also, high-heel sandals but not enough nurdles! https://www.pnarp.com/2025/06/22/

Pnårp thought he forgot how to write this week! Then he did forget! https://www.pnarp.com/2025/06/08/

Pnårp didn’t lose a single fingernail this week but then realized his nose had become utterly superfluous! https://www.pnarp.com/2025/05/25/

Pnårp pondered the Twiceler, Ogo, Eëtal-Otoh-Satt, Eëtarrh-Otorrh-Sharrtt, Zorb McBorbley, and accelerating his celery until his coccyx broke! https://www.pnarp.com/2025/05/11/

Pnårp recounted the years while using a plethora of apostrophes—too many to count! (But not one here!) https://www.pnarp.com/2025/04/27/

Pnårp finally revealed to the world where all those payphones have gone. (It has nothing to do with frogs, toads, or Rick Astley.) https://www.pnarp.com/2025/04/13/

Rainbows were shooting out its ass and angels were singing and praising its holiness—it was the finest polished turd that Pnårp found! https://www.pnarp.com/2025/03/30/

Pnårp browsed websites from the 1990s, lit a lighter, ate a lozenge, glimpsed a pair of ducks, and suffered one day repeating all week long. https://www.pnarp.com/2025/03/16/

In an unusual turn of events, Pnårp noshed upon unusual amounts of the usual things, then regretted the ghastly horrors that ensued. Also, a spider. https://www.pnarp.com/2025/03/02/

Ribbit… ribbit… ribbit. Ribbit… ribbit… ribbit… ribbit. https://www.pnarp.com/2025/02/16/