In this one, we debate the taxonomy of horse-adjacent creatures, and also I guess some plot things happen.

In this one, we discuss with Aries the merits of using gold as currency, because screw you, punk. Sorry if we get a little aggressive...

In this one, we once again get so close to cheeseburgers only to have them ripped away by both the linear nature of time and a national manhunt. Maybe in the next chapter...

In this one, we discuss both the crushing monotony and anxiety-inducing surrealism of the American mid-west. We apologize in advance.

In this one, we fail to have emotional conversations, fail to get advice, and fail to think of the word "Anemoia". What are we even doing?

In this one, we chow down on double cheeseburgers and milkshakes BEFORE we get stoned. Crazy, right?

In this one, we've got a hundred bucks, a pack of tin cans, and a dream. Let's go to hell.

In this one, that's about the time we get a prophecy, nobody likes you when your dad's the king of the sea...

In this one, the children are not only allowed to go into the woods, but use them for bloodsports. Take that, Hogwarts...

In this one, to the gods! You know, those absentee parents who can't even send us a few bucks for toiletries at the only place on earth we can live...yeah, cheers.