elisel‘s package arrived today; this is the same girl who was kind enough last year to mail me a copy of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cassette tape, so that I might rock out to April’s Ballad and drive my neighbors out in the process. That package had a teenage mutant ninja turtle sticker on it–this girl apparently has a wealth of awesome 1980s stickers at her disposal. I’ve got some domokun stickers somewhere, but that’s about it. I need to start gluing HeroClix to things I send out in the mail.
I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. I…turn into a real beautiful woman? Don’t fuck with me bitch, I’m the mightiest sorcerer of the lands. Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal. King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik’s evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
In other words, thank you, elisel!
…I think the apartment manager knows something is up.