Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

Dear
I don't really know how to tell you this, but Our horoscope doesn't match. I think I realized it When your dwarf bit me At the mental hospital and I saw you Sit on My mustard soufflé. I'm sure you're Senile enough to understand that That Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning The couch cushions to you, but I'll keep Your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I Get sick when I think of A passionate interest for mice.

Fuck off now,
Katharine.


no you're really not getting your left ear back.
that's my property now.
might fetch a nice price on Ebay.

(meme directions: [link] )
******************************************************************************************
in other news:
Fallout 3 is as awesome as I knew it would be.
I blew up a city and my karma hit an all time low but now I can wear a snazzy suit with a fedora while hunting for zombie/ghoul things.
also:
am I the only one who thought Mr.Burke reminded them of a creepy uncle?



All my lovely Comics in Disguise buddies: