I wouldn't even call it 'pray' since that's a special word they made up. Just call it talking to their imaginary friend in their head.

They've attacked ships from countries that have absolutely nothing to do with that conflict.

His blood is BLACK! Magnetic. Full of nanobots. Controlled by 5G!

Ole to Lena: “I was thinking on my feet today.”
Lena asks, “Why, were you too lazy to sit down?”

My DNA is a sexually transmitted disease

That was their quick response, of course. Washington DC is “the swamp” which I guess is why Swamp Baboon is so eager to go back there.

The guy under indictments for a multitude of corrupt acts is still going on about “the swamp”?

Seems kind of extreme to suggest such a drastic scenario. The possibilities are more numerous than either he’s 100% fine or dead (which, btw, you are the one “putting that into the universe). I wouldn't guess that’s what people were thinking… rather that perhaps he was in ill health, had lost interest or had other projects that were taking priority, perhaps due to practical financial considerations. Thankfully Ernest has posted an update answering this question, and he says while he has been hindered by some health circumstances recently, things are basically on track.

Phew, sure is reassuring that our confirmation of this is that you imagine it.

hot sauce

whiskey

maybe something badass like "Dark Brandon"