(telegraphing emotion)
MAXIM: Awww, you had a bad day!
JETT: How did YOU know?
MAXIM: You’re wearing your baggy jammy pants with the ruffles and huge red hearts, you have your face ten inches from the monitor, and you’re clutching that Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles bowl for dear life while you cram down Teddy Grahams.
MAXIM: Der.
JETT: You bastard, you’re gooooood.
Don’t worry, my state of mind was salvaged by the very amazing Cavalcade of Bad Nativities (favorite one of all is here…whoooo can guess which?).
I’ll have to send her a link to the Atheist’s Nativity that I so predictably march out and beat you patient-assed folks over the head with every Christmas.







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