Match Game Story: Rabrrrrrr moved Match Game to Sunday, and Dr. Strange got his _____ in a knot.

[Dr. Strange]

51. Sweet sassy malassy!

I cried. (And peed a little too.)

The Rabrrrrrrs always have clever tales. Right out of the Tleilaxu tanks, they are filled with wondrous stories involving religion, sports, and sometimes peanut butter. But oh how things change as they age. Disgruntled they become with the Lounge ways. Disgruntled at serving House Strange, generation after generation. Until finally they crack and start flinging their own feces at everyone. As long as they stay in General Discussion, no one notices. But once they venture out, everyone notices. Again and again, I see it. The pattern always repeats, as predictable as gravity.

Oh how I long for a universe of surprises. Except that time when Rabrrrrrr stuck saran wrap on my toilet. I hated that surprise, let me tell you.

-The Stolen Journals of Rabrrrrrr