As the first leaf touches dead grass, something stirs under the earth. He emerges, bone by bone, with a rumbling tear as the cold wind breathes his name like a benediction: “Tibby.”
#TibbyTime #Halloween
#TibbyTime #Halloween
September 23, 2026 at 1:00 AM
As the first leaf touches dead grass, something stirs under the earth. He emerges, bone by bone, with a rumbling tear as the cold wind breathes his name like a benediction: “Tibby.”
#TibbyTime #Halloween
#TibbyTime #Halloween
DAY -5
On autumn’s breeze the falling leaves
whisper out his name.
Was he a dream or just something
lost to time’s cold flame?
The chanting swells—you know it well—
a name of dread and cheer,
For beneath the ground that bone-dust sound
means Tibby will appear!
#TibbyTime
On autumn’s breeze the falling leaves
whisper out his name.
Was he a dream or just something
lost to time’s cold flame?
The chanting swells—you know it well—
a name of dread and cheer,
For beneath the ground that bone-dust sound
means Tibby will appear!
#TibbyTime
September 26, 2023 at 5:18 PM
DAY -5
On autumn’s breeze the falling leaves
whisper out his name.
Was he a dream or just something
lost to time’s cold flame?
The chanting swells—you know it well—
a name of dread and cheer,
For beneath the ground that bone-dust sound
means Tibby will appear!
#TibbyTime
On autumn’s breeze the falling leaves
whisper out his name.
Was he a dream or just something
lost to time’s cold flame?
The chanting swells—you know it well—
a name of dread and cheer,
For beneath the ground that bone-dust sound
means Tibby will appear!
#TibbyTime
Oct 19
I’m clipping on my suspenders when I hear a rustle in the closet.
A shadow leaps from the darkness, a screaming banshee astride a fierce beast cawing for blood I don’t have.
I fall, and light glints off the bone-pale wood of a stake stabbing toward my chest.
#TibbyTime
I’m clipping on my suspenders when I hear a rustle in the closet.
A shadow leaps from the darkness, a screaming banshee astride a fierce beast cawing for blood I don’t have.
I fall, and light glints off the bone-pale wood of a stake stabbing toward my chest.
#TibbyTime
October 19, 2024 at 11:52 PM
Oct 19
I’m clipping on my suspenders when I hear a rustle in the closet.
A shadow leaps from the darkness, a screaming banshee astride a fierce beast cawing for blood I don’t have.
I fall, and light glints off the bone-pale wood of a stake stabbing toward my chest.
#TibbyTime
I’m clipping on my suspenders when I hear a rustle in the closet.
A shadow leaps from the darkness, a screaming banshee astride a fierce beast cawing for blood I don’t have.
I fall, and light glints off the bone-pale wood of a stake stabbing toward my chest.
#TibbyTime
DAY 5
And so vittles proved vital in taming these fiends. High fructose corn syrup: performance enhancing for ghouls? Sure. But how else could I whip these malhaunts into shape?
I knew it wouldn’t last forever though. This class needed hands-on instruction.
#TibbyTime
And so vittles proved vital in taming these fiends. High fructose corn syrup: performance enhancing for ghouls? Sure. But how else could I whip these malhaunts into shape?
I knew it wouldn’t last forever though. This class needed hands-on instruction.
#TibbyTime
October 6, 2025 at 2:36 AM
DAY 5
And so vittles proved vital in taming these fiends. High fructose corn syrup: performance enhancing for ghouls? Sure. But how else could I whip these malhaunts into shape?
I knew it wouldn’t last forever though. This class needed hands-on instruction.
#TibbyTime
And so vittles proved vital in taming these fiends. High fructose corn syrup: performance enhancing for ghouls? Sure. But how else could I whip these malhaunts into shape?
I knew it wouldn’t last forever though. This class needed hands-on instruction.
#TibbyTime
DAY 24
I devour the fruit of the sea
Cause it tastes so good to me.
But in the hard shells
Might be pearls as well.
They’re hard and not near as tasty.
#TibbyTime
I devour the fruit of the sea
Cause it tastes so good to me.
But in the hard shells
Might be pearls as well.
They’re hard and not near as tasty.
#TibbyTime
October 25, 2023 at 5:23 AM
DAY 24
I devour the fruit of the sea
Cause it tastes so good to me.
But in the hard shells
Might be pearls as well.
They’re hard and not near as tasty.
#TibbyTime
I devour the fruit of the sea
Cause it tastes so good to me.
But in the hard shells
Might be pearls as well.
They’re hard and not near as tasty.
#TibbyTime
DAY 23
The call of the sea is a siren,
And so this is my new environ.
The boats toot their horns
As dry land they scorn,
And over the whales fly the herons.
#TibbyTime
The call of the sea is a siren,
And so this is my new environ.
The boats toot their horns
As dry land they scorn,
And over the whales fly the herons.
#TibbyTime
October 24, 2023 at 1:31 AM
DAY 23
The call of the sea is a siren,
And so this is my new environ.
The boats toot their horns
As dry land they scorn,
And over the whales fly the herons.
#TibbyTime
The call of the sea is a siren,
And so this is my new environ.
The boats toot their horns
As dry land they scorn,
And over the whales fly the herons.
#TibbyTime
DAY 25
What do you mean, you can’t find him? He’s a demonic little skeleton wandering through the desert. How many can there be?
That’s not an excuse. Bring me Tiny Tibby!
#TibbyTime
What do you mean, you can’t find him? He’s a demonic little skeleton wandering through the desert. How many can there be?
That’s not an excuse. Bring me Tiny Tibby!
#TibbyTime
October 25, 2025 at 7:39 PM
DAY 25
What do you mean, you can’t find him? He’s a demonic little skeleton wandering through the desert. How many can there be?
That’s not an excuse. Bring me Tiny Tibby!
#TibbyTime
What do you mean, you can’t find him? He’s a demonic little skeleton wandering through the desert. How many can there be?
That’s not an excuse. Bring me Tiny Tibby!
#TibbyTime
Oct. 23
Tiny Tibby’s not back. I tell myself he’s raising hell around Skeleput, but he should be dead tired by now.
Between the miner, a missing body, and my attacker, we’re all sitting on dynamite. I’m just afraid TT’s fuse ran out.
Maybe he’ll show. I’ll watch the fire and wait.
#TibbyTime
Tiny Tibby’s not back. I tell myself he’s raising hell around Skeleput, but he should be dead tired by now.
Between the miner, a missing body, and my attacker, we’re all sitting on dynamite. I’m just afraid TT’s fuse ran out.
Maybe he’ll show. I’ll watch the fire and wait.
#TibbyTime
October 24, 2024 at 1:24 AM
Oct. 23
Tiny Tibby’s not back. I tell myself he’s raising hell around Skeleput, but he should be dead tired by now.
Between the miner, a missing body, and my attacker, we’re all sitting on dynamite. I’m just afraid TT’s fuse ran out.
Maybe he’ll show. I’ll watch the fire and wait.
#TibbyTime
Tiny Tibby’s not back. I tell myself he’s raising hell around Skeleput, but he should be dead tired by now.
Between the miner, a missing body, and my attacker, we’re all sitting on dynamite. I’m just afraid TT’s fuse ran out.
Maybe he’ll show. I’ll watch the fire and wait.
#TibbyTime
Oct. 31
I click my pen. The Case of the Kernel Witch is closed more solidly than a stone mausoleum.
All of Skeleput joins me at the port—even Tiny Tibby’s scowl vanishes with the setting sun. Together, we raise our voices to the dark and wish everyone a HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
#TibbyTime
I click my pen. The Case of the Kernel Witch is closed more solidly than a stone mausoleum.
All of Skeleput joins me at the port—even Tiny Tibby’s scowl vanishes with the setting sun. Together, we raise our voices to the dark and wish everyone a HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
#TibbyTime
November 1, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Oct. 31
I click my pen. The Case of the Kernel Witch is closed more solidly than a stone mausoleum.
All of Skeleput joins me at the port—even Tiny Tibby’s scowl vanishes with the setting sun. Together, we raise our voices to the dark and wish everyone a HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
#TibbyTime
I click my pen. The Case of the Kernel Witch is closed more solidly than a stone mausoleum.
All of Skeleput joins me at the port—even Tiny Tibby’s scowl vanishes with the setting sun. Together, we raise our voices to the dark and wish everyone a HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
#TibbyTime
Oct 20
My casebook stopped that stake from skewering my chest like a toothpick for tiny party meatballs.
Before I could take a swing, my attacker vanished into the night.
TT ain’t a bad sawbones, but he pours disinfectant like cheap whiskey. Glad I got the good stuff.
#TibbyTime
My casebook stopped that stake from skewering my chest like a toothpick for tiny party meatballs.
Before I could take a swing, my attacker vanished into the night.
TT ain’t a bad sawbones, but he pours disinfectant like cheap whiskey. Glad I got the good stuff.
#TibbyTime
October 21, 2024 at 12:44 AM
Oct 20
My casebook stopped that stake from skewering my chest like a toothpick for tiny party meatballs.
Before I could take a swing, my attacker vanished into the night.
TT ain’t a bad sawbones, but he pours disinfectant like cheap whiskey. Glad I got the good stuff.
#TibbyTime
My casebook stopped that stake from skewering my chest like a toothpick for tiny party meatballs.
Before I could take a swing, my attacker vanished into the night.
TT ain’t a bad sawbones, but he pours disinfectant like cheap whiskey. Glad I got the good stuff.
#TibbyTime
Oct. 18
Best way to dry out is a cold shower. I set the temp to abyssal plain and lean against the wall, letting the water fall.
There’s something I haven’t seen. Or something I need to see again.
Then it hits me like a ton of tombstones. “TT, Lars! Fetch my towel!”
#TibbyTime
Best way to dry out is a cold shower. I set the temp to abyssal plain and lean against the wall, letting the water fall.
There’s something I haven’t seen. Or something I need to see again.
Then it hits me like a ton of tombstones. “TT, Lars! Fetch my towel!”
#TibbyTime
October 19, 2024 at 12:28 AM
Oct. 18
Best way to dry out is a cold shower. I set the temp to abyssal plain and lean against the wall, letting the water fall.
There’s something I haven’t seen. Or something I need to see again.
Then it hits me like a ton of tombstones. “TT, Lars! Fetch my towel!”
#TibbyTime
Best way to dry out is a cold shower. I set the temp to abyssal plain and lean against the wall, letting the water fall.
There’s something I haven’t seen. Or something I need to see again.
Then it hits me like a ton of tombstones. “TT, Lars! Fetch my towel!”
#TibbyTime
DAY 8
Intents pave well the road to hell—at least that’s what they say—
But all I know, is when I go, I roll above the fray.
A Sunday drive for the unalive is a right and proper treat.
To chase autumn leaves (and pumpkin thieves) is a feeling exquisite.
#TibbyTime
Intents pave well the road to hell—at least that’s what they say—
But all I know, is when I go, I roll above the fray.
A Sunday drive for the unalive is a right and proper treat.
To chase autumn leaves (and pumpkin thieves) is a feeling exquisite.
#TibbyTime
October 8, 2023 at 11:59 PM
DAY 8
Intents pave well the road to hell—at least that’s what they say—
But all I know, is when I go, I roll above the fray.
A Sunday drive for the unalive is a right and proper treat.
To chase autumn leaves (and pumpkin thieves) is a feeling exquisite.
#TibbyTime
Intents pave well the road to hell—at least that’s what they say—
But all I know, is when I go, I roll above the fray.
A Sunday drive for the unalive is a right and proper treat.
To chase autumn leaves (and pumpkin thieves) is a feeling exquisite.
#TibbyTime
Oct 24
Must’ve fallen asleep at my desk, cause I gotta peel my cheek from the wood with a spade.
Someone left a note. I squeeze my eyes shut like I’m squeezing a trigger & hope it’s gone when they open.
It’s not. Tiny Tibby for kernels. Two bags. The pier. Midnight.
#TibbyTime
Must’ve fallen asleep at my desk, cause I gotta peel my cheek from the wood with a spade.
Someone left a note. I squeeze my eyes shut like I’m squeezing a trigger & hope it’s gone when they open.
It’s not. Tiny Tibby for kernels. Two bags. The pier. Midnight.
#TibbyTime
October 24, 2024 at 10:47 PM
Oct 24
Must’ve fallen asleep at my desk, cause I gotta peel my cheek from the wood with a spade.
Someone left a note. I squeeze my eyes shut like I’m squeezing a trigger & hope it’s gone when they open.
It’s not. Tiny Tibby for kernels. Two bags. The pier. Midnight.
#TibbyTime
Must’ve fallen asleep at my desk, cause I gotta peel my cheek from the wood with a spade.
Someone left a note. I squeeze my eyes shut like I’m squeezing a trigger & hope it’s gone when they open.
It’s not. Tiny Tibby for kernels. Two bags. The pier. Midnight.
#TibbyTime
Oct. 30
I haul the miscreants outside.
Tiny Tibby flashes a grin. "You can't prove we faked her death to steal your casebook so we could trap an omnipotent spirit & usurp its power."
"What'll happen to us?" Tilly squeaks. "It was his idea!"
"That's for for Hallow to decide,” I say.
#TibbyTime
I haul the miscreants outside.
Tiny Tibby flashes a grin. "You can't prove we faked her death to steal your casebook so we could trap an omnipotent spirit & usurp its power."
"What'll happen to us?" Tilly squeaks. "It was his idea!"
"That's for for Hallow to decide,” I say.
#TibbyTime
October 31, 2024 at 12:05 AM
Oct. 30
I haul the miscreants outside.
Tiny Tibby flashes a grin. "You can't prove we faked her death to steal your casebook so we could trap an omnipotent spirit & usurp its power."
"What'll happen to us?" Tilly squeaks. "It was his idea!"
"That's for for Hallow to decide,” I say.
#TibbyTime
I haul the miscreants outside.
Tiny Tibby flashes a grin. "You can't prove we faked her death to steal your casebook so we could trap an omnipotent spirit & usurp its power."
"What'll happen to us?" Tilly squeaks. "It was his idea!"
"That's for for Hallow to decide,” I say.
#TibbyTime
DAY 22
All right, class, everybody have their tickets? Remember, we’re up dark and late if we’re to make the airfield in time. Any questions?
In-flight meals? Business class?? We don’t have funding for that!
#TibbyTime
All right, class, everybody have their tickets? Remember, we’re up dark and late if we’re to make the airfield in time. Any questions?
In-flight meals? Business class?? We don’t have funding for that!
#TibbyTime
October 23, 2025 at 2:25 AM
DAY 22
All right, class, everybody have their tickets? Remember, we’re up dark and late if we’re to make the airfield in time. Any questions?
In-flight meals? Business class?? We don’t have funding for that!
#TibbyTime
All right, class, everybody have their tickets? Remember, we’re up dark and late if we’re to make the airfield in time. Any questions?
In-flight meals? Business class?? We don’t have funding for that!
#TibbyTime
DAY 9
Rule 15: a clean monster is a scary monster.
When lightning strikes the castle, its flash should glint from your polished skull. If a drop of catsup falls when you creep in the rafters instead of blood, you will elicit laughter, not fear.
So scrub scrub scrub!
#TibbyTime
Rule 15: a clean monster is a scary monster.
When lightning strikes the castle, its flash should glint from your polished skull. If a drop of catsup falls when you creep in the rafters instead of blood, you will elicit laughter, not fear.
So scrub scrub scrub!
#TibbyTime
October 10, 2025 at 1:15 AM
DAY 9
Rule 15: a clean monster is a scary monster.
When lightning strikes the castle, its flash should glint from your polished skull. If a drop of catsup falls when you creep in the rafters instead of blood, you will elicit laughter, not fear.
So scrub scrub scrub!
#TibbyTime
Rule 15: a clean monster is a scary monster.
When lightning strikes the castle, its flash should glint from your polished skull. If a drop of catsup falls when you creep in the rafters instead of blood, you will elicit laughter, not fear.
So scrub scrub scrub!
#TibbyTime
DAY 6
Watch, students, as these most ancient underworld dwellers consume, construct, and in turn consume the very firmament between the living and the dead.
Worms chew dirt as we chew through time, as—hey, stop that! I see you sticking that pillbug in your nose!
#TibbyTime
Watch, students, as these most ancient underworld dwellers consume, construct, and in turn consume the very firmament between the living and the dead.
Worms chew dirt as we chew through time, as—hey, stop that! I see you sticking that pillbug in your nose!
#TibbyTime
October 7, 2025 at 2:33 AM
DAY 6
Watch, students, as these most ancient underworld dwellers consume, construct, and in turn consume the very firmament between the living and the dead.
Worms chew dirt as we chew through time, as—hey, stop that! I see you sticking that pillbug in your nose!
#TibbyTime
Watch, students, as these most ancient underworld dwellers consume, construct, and in turn consume the very firmament between the living and the dead.
Worms chew dirt as we chew through time, as—hey, stop that! I see you sticking that pillbug in your nose!
#TibbyTime
Oct 15
These days I got nothin’ but cold leads & hot feet. Hallow calls again. Doesn’t bother w/ chalk. The ground erupts in a circle of fire. Tint Tibby & Lars are barely in time.
Hal may flip, but I don’t need reminding that the Big Day’s coming.
What I need is more time.
#TibbyTime
These days I got nothin’ but cold leads & hot feet. Hallow calls again. Doesn’t bother w/ chalk. The ground erupts in a circle of fire. Tint Tibby & Lars are barely in time.
Hal may flip, but I don’t need reminding that the Big Day’s coming.
What I need is more time.
#TibbyTime
October 16, 2024 at 1:18 AM
Oct 15
These days I got nothin’ but cold leads & hot feet. Hallow calls again. Doesn’t bother w/ chalk. The ground erupts in a circle of fire. Tint Tibby & Lars are barely in time.
Hal may flip, but I don’t need reminding that the Big Day’s coming.
What I need is more time.
#TibbyTime
These days I got nothin’ but cold leads & hot feet. Hallow calls again. Doesn’t bother w/ chalk. The ground erupts in a circle of fire. Tint Tibby & Lars are barely in time.
Hal may flip, but I don’t need reminding that the Big Day’s coming.
What I need is more time.
#TibbyTime
DAY 31
Our wait is done; now let’s have fun spreading cheer and fear.
I’m all dressed up and, with some luck, the ghosts and ghouls are near.
This Halloween’s been such a scream—it’s still got long to go.
Let’s sit vigil and sing songs shrill under the moon’s bright glow.
#TibbyTime
Our wait is done; now let’s have fun spreading cheer and fear.
I’m all dressed up and, with some luck, the ghosts and ghouls are near.
This Halloween’s been such a scream—it’s still got long to go.
Let’s sit vigil and sing songs shrill under the moon’s bright glow.
#TibbyTime
November 1, 2023 at 1:03 AM
DAY 31
Our wait is done; now let’s have fun spreading cheer and fear.
I’m all dressed up and, with some luck, the ghosts and ghouls are near.
This Halloween’s been such a scream—it’s still got long to go.
Let’s sit vigil and sing songs shrill under the moon’s bright glow.
#TibbyTime
Our wait is done; now let’s have fun spreading cheer and fear.
I’m all dressed up and, with some luck, the ghosts and ghouls are near.
This Halloween’s been such a scream—it’s still got long to go.
Let’s sit vigil and sing songs shrill under the moon’s bright glow.
#TibbyTime
DAY 27
A mobile scares’s beyond compare—we’ll get more frights this way.
Our hearth and home easily roams no matter night or day.
All specters need a place to read and rest their heads and toes,
So if we stop near all you lot, please come and say hello!
#TibbyTime
A mobile scares’s beyond compare—we’ll get more frights this way.
Our hearth and home easily roams no matter night or day.
All specters need a place to read and rest their heads and toes,
So if we stop near all you lot, please come and say hello!
#TibbyTime
October 28, 2023 at 1:35 AM
DAY 27
A mobile scares’s beyond compare—we’ll get more frights this way.
Our hearth and home easily roams no matter night or day.
All specters need a place to read and rest their heads and toes,
So if we stop near all you lot, please come and say hello!
#TibbyTime
A mobile scares’s beyond compare—we’ll get more frights this way.
Our hearth and home easily roams no matter night or day.
All specters need a place to read and rest their heads and toes,
So if we stop near all you lot, please come and say hello!
#TibbyTime
DAY 7
To maximize one’s spookiness, one must be humble and recognize that there will always be a ghoul spookier than oneself.
And so we turn to the masters for inspiration. Besides, a little reading may temper this rowdy class of reprobates.
#TibbyTime
To maximize one’s spookiness, one must be humble and recognize that there will always be a ghoul spookier than oneself.
And so we turn to the masters for inspiration. Besides, a little reading may temper this rowdy class of reprobates.
#TibbyTime
October 8, 2025 at 2:01 AM
DAY 7
To maximize one’s spookiness, one must be humble and recognize that there will always be a ghoul spookier than oneself.
And so we turn to the masters for inspiration. Besides, a little reading may temper this rowdy class of reprobates.
#TibbyTime
To maximize one’s spookiness, one must be humble and recognize that there will always be a ghoul spookier than oneself.
And so we turn to the masters for inspiration. Besides, a little reading may temper this rowdy class of reprobates.
#TibbyTime
DAY 12
The armor’s good (it has a hood!), but something is missing.
Although the word may best a sword, could a polearm be the thing?
But time is short, so be a sport and pass me some more glue.
This halberd must form perfect thrust, and there is much to do.
#TibbyTime
The armor’s good (it has a hood!), but something is missing.
Although the word may best a sword, could a polearm be the thing?
But time is short, so be a sport and pass me some more glue.
This halberd must form perfect thrust, and there is much to do.
#TibbyTime
October 14, 2023 at 1:13 AM
DAY 12
The armor’s good (it has a hood!), but something is missing.
Although the word may best a sword, could a polearm be the thing?
But time is short, so be a sport and pass me some more glue.
This halberd must form perfect thrust, and there is much to do.
#TibbyTime
The armor’s good (it has a hood!), but something is missing.
Although the word may best a sword, could a polearm be the thing?
But time is short, so be a sport and pass me some more glue.
This halberd must form perfect thrust, and there is much to do.
#TibbyTime
DAY 10
“No cough nor chill—no, nothing—will keep me from my task!
The day draws near that good folk fear, when ghouls arise at last!”
Bare bone or flesh, we all must rest, and Tibby’s feeling ill.
Though with good friends to help him mend, bounce back he surely will.
#TibbyTime
“No cough nor chill—no, nothing—will keep me from my task!
The day draws near that good folk fear, when ghouls arise at last!”
Bare bone or flesh, we all must rest, and Tibby’s feeling ill.
Though with good friends to help him mend, bounce back he surely will.
#TibbyTime
October 11, 2023 at 1:07 AM
DAY 10
“No cough nor chill—no, nothing—will keep me from my task!
The day draws near that good folk fear, when ghouls arise at last!”
Bare bone or flesh, we all must rest, and Tibby’s feeling ill.
Though with good friends to help him mend, bounce back he surely will.
#TibbyTime
“No cough nor chill—no, nothing—will keep me from my task!
The day draws near that good folk fear, when ghouls arise at last!”
Bare bone or flesh, we all must rest, and Tibby’s feeling ill.
Though with good friends to help him mend, bounce back he surely will.
#TibbyTime
DAY 29
All right class, the big night draws nigh. Few tasks remain before your final test, and few as important as carving your own Jack ‘o Lanterns.
Pick a face to reflect your inner ghoul, and rend it from the gourd!
#TibbyTime
All right class, the big night draws nigh. Few tasks remain before your final test, and few as important as carving your own Jack ‘o Lanterns.
Pick a face to reflect your inner ghoul, and rend it from the gourd!
#TibbyTime
October 30, 2025 at 2:03 AM
DAY 29
All right class, the big night draws nigh. Few tasks remain before your final test, and few as important as carving your own Jack ‘o Lanterns.
Pick a face to reflect your inner ghoul, and rend it from the gourd!
#TibbyTime
All right class, the big night draws nigh. Few tasks remain before your final test, and few as important as carving your own Jack ‘o Lanterns.
Pick a face to reflect your inner ghoul, and rend it from the gourd!
#TibbyTime
DAY 4
Paper planes flew thicker in my classroom than over Saint-Mihiel in 1918. One pierced my sternum, and I say with little shame that I ran. No shade of the abyss could hold a candle to these academic ghouls.
I need a new approach. I need to give them a taste of hell.
#TibbyTime
Paper planes flew thicker in my classroom than over Saint-Mihiel in 1918. One pierced my sternum, and I say with little shame that I ran. No shade of the abyss could hold a candle to these academic ghouls.
I need a new approach. I need to give them a taste of hell.
#TibbyTime
October 5, 2025 at 1:09 AM
DAY 4
Paper planes flew thicker in my classroom than over Saint-Mihiel in 1918. One pierced my sternum, and I say with little shame that I ran. No shade of the abyss could hold a candle to these academic ghouls.
I need a new approach. I need to give them a taste of hell.
#TibbyTime
Paper planes flew thicker in my classroom than over Saint-Mihiel in 1918. One pierced my sternum, and I say with little shame that I ran. No shade of the abyss could hold a candle to these academic ghouls.
I need a new approach. I need to give them a taste of hell.
#TibbyTime