Monday, March 24, 2008

Superman needs a Timing Out.



When One is Sick. There can be no Cure. There can be no Choice.


No point being angry. No point thinking this here is a bag of Lazy Bones.
Getit, Moe? A:-D

I'm down and out and there's no point pretending its all swell and dandy.


P-E-R-I-O-D.

Q

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