Making a dick joke was a strategic error. You put the subject on the metaphorical table. You're now thinking about troll dick.

Dave nods. "Most of the inhabitants of this sorry rock," he confides, "cry themselves to sleep at night at the knowledge that you beat them to the incomparable prize of Dave Strider's undivided affections." There's not enough irony left in this poor depleted universe to sustain statements like that very often, so he kisses Tavros again before he can talk himself into actual sincere confession time.

In which Dave realizes that the situation is stupid in the most ironically enjoyable way.

Not all dreams are good memories for Tavros.

Arson Clinic engages in a nerdy rap battle with Lil Cal while stagehand Karkat smokes in an alley behind the venue and hates life. Meanwhile, homeless punk John Egbert goes on a quest for a little rubber alien.... AND THEN THEY ALL ROCK.

It's not a glamorous job, but you can set your own hours, the pay rate is good now that you know what you're doing, and it leaves you with enough free time to enjoy your hobbies. You like to think you're doing pretty well for yourself.

You wake up to the sound of rain thundering hard and heavy against the roof of your apartment building.

TG : what do you think of my new outfit nitram TG : arent i a pretty fucking princess