03/01/2009
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Hey hey, true believers…
Last night while I was out patrolling our fine city for justice, and content for that day’s Maternal Fakocity, my arch nemesis the super villian Scotch, and her sidekick Dry (Ginger Ale) got the drop on me.
Struggle though I did, they managed to capture me and strap me to an elaborate torture device which creates a version of reality where I got no sleep, I have a splitting head ache, and my throat feels like a small furry woodland creature died in it.
I am typing this update with my nose on the mini laptop I keep on my utility belt. Fear not! I shall escape… just not today.
I a side note, I think this panel from a recent Batman comic really speaks for itself:
~Warlach
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