Oh yeah? I could use some cheeing up. Seeing as I have huge nails going through my wrists. Fuck, this is what I get for being the Messiah to all mankind.
Yeah, that must suck. Well, anyway, there was like, this waffle, right?
Uh-huh...
And then the waffle goes to this grocery store, right? And asks the clerk for some grapes! But the clerk sa-- Crap, there just isn't enough room in this cartoon panel to tell this joke.
So! So last night I was thinking to myself... "I can do better than smut filled online comics with characters I don't draw! I'll make a REAL comic with a REAL story line!"
How dare you cheat on me like that, Melvil!
Your words cut though me like a sharp Ginsu kitchen knife! What proof do you have?
Okay-- this is starting to... suck.
What about the used condom and the CRACK I found in your room, Melvil? Huh? DON'T LIE TO ME!
Sweetie! Darling! I-- I couldn't help myself! Forgive me!
...man screw this. I'm way too primitive to think up any actual content.
MOFO! I'll kick yo' ass, beyotch! Bust a cap, yow! Doncha go lookin' up my skirt for a panty shot!
Fuck! Shit! Hell! Mother fucking cunt sucking WHORE! And-- other-- vulgar words such as these!
So like... I was walking home from the hardwear store the other day... I needed some nails and a hammer. I forget why. Shut the hell up. So there's like a Salvation Army Santa outside... with his BELL