“What I’m saying, Dan, is that your vanilla ass will be a crushing disappointment, and that you should get a head start on crying now.”
Little do they know that Mary has run over Billie with their car and mounted her lifeless head to the hood.
When I first conceived of a writing this storyline, obviously I intended to have sided with Mary. But, in practice, I think I started to agree with Danny. You can see Mary start to push through the threshold from “righteously […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
oh yes we all know where this is going don’t we
Here’s me trying to give Mary some depth back before I decided, oh what the hell, she’s just evil. She mirrors a few of my feelings I had when I was her age — I liked hills and mountains, and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s now the WILLIS Tower, motherfuckers!
I like this one. It’s dumb and silly and tells us absolutely nothing except that I like to have fun with dream balloons, but I like it.
My roommate at the time didn’t believe he could run out of gas. I mean, he probably didn’t REALLY believe it, but he would emphatically state it to be true while his car hovered around empty, always further plunging towards […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
No, Danny, that’s my job. YOU FIRST.
Mary’s starting to grate on my nerves, so BAM, she’s now an artist. That’s a positive trait, right? Meanwhile, Billie dares to imagine Danny in seasonally-appropriate attire, according to Satan’s wishes.
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