AD POSTCARDS

My eyes looked like puppy-dog eyes when teach showed us a bunch of advertising postcards. They were some good shit yo, & I got high from sniffing the factory smells off the new ones. Teach then said we all have to do the same O_O.

At first blood rushed away from my face, then the dread hit me like... like when shit hit the fan & spread all ovah the room! But then I gots this painful lightning strike from between my neck & head, & I thought it would be awesum sauce if I were instead a soft dude without bones inside. "Aha!" I thought, "I could make paper men for the postcards!", thought I again. But wait, just hold on a tic, what about da theme yo?! I couldn't just make a bunch of lifeless characters, they needed to be DA SHIT! So after much contemplation over the course of 3 whole seconds, I slammed my bone filled hand onto a hard surface & said, "THIS SHIT IS GONNA BE XMEN4!!1!one". Yeah, that would be tits!

Copyright 2011. I also get high from sniffing my Night-Blooming Jasmine at night. Sometimes scary creatures fly into my home from the window, I cast a magical spell called "Boric Acid" to slay all such monsters! When they die, I don't even look at their corpses, for they gross. If you have another spell, let me know - unclebignutbob@gmail.com