inverted spiragues (or why the camel won’t come in after dark…)

The naybhurr’s got a frangifed (or can you eat a sponge? mcgregor?) slice of time/spatial/lightbucket.

where’s all the viisual slices when you need them? here, mcgregor’s drowning in a snapwich. (back back, vile… er, aroint thee blessed snapwitch!)