Oh my gosh it hurts to type like that. I have no idea why I did.
Anyway, Thanksgiving week should wrap up the Klaxons gig storyline, after which we'll delve into some older material (pre-Blog era), or maybe take a look at Shopping Adventures with Taylor, or even discuss in detail what it means to be a gunfighter. I'm sure you're all wondering how that could actually apply to life, right? Well, it's quite simp- no, no, if I explain now, that'll take all the fun out of it for later.
Unrelated:
People who love me and stuff should totally mail me these items in the guise of Christmas presents:
Batman: The Animated Series DVDsSo yeah. Anyway. I hate Mondays.
Teeshirts (Batman, Hellboy, Star Wars, Star Trek, whatever)
Starbucks gift cards
Gas cards
Subway gift cards
The Domino Pattern by Timothy Zahn
DC Universe 3 ¾” figures (a Joker, Batman, or other related characters would be cool)
Gift cards to various places I might like to spend money on clothes or whatnot.
A Russian Mail-Order Bride. Actually, disregard. I'd rather get an American by my own merits.
-Boba
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