Roger, why is the bridge green?!

[Sepia]

e: this reads like my city

[Doktor Howl]

e: this reads like my city

Everyone lives in The City, Sepia, and nobody lives anywhere else.

[Freeky]

I admit, I've been way too happy and cheerful, considering where I am and my current situation. But freedom of movement can do that, you know. It seems that recently, I don't want to get mad. I am quite content to go about my business in a pacified way. The City, however, doesn't like people being content and happy. It throws anything and everything in my way, one thing after another, keeping me from doing what I need to and thus pissing me off entirely. But today, as I tried to take a deep breath and got a noseful of fresh-tar-and-diesel-fumes air (and promptly began gagging), I figured it out.

The angriness of The City directly corresponds to the happiness of You, the inhabitant. When you get happier, The City gets angrier. And then fucks your day up as thoroughly as possible, causing you to become UNhappy.

So here's my thinking; If you piss off The City, do you win? It feels like winning, just like it feels like a win when someone punches you in the face when they can't think of anything to say to a snarky one-liner that pissed them off. No, your prize isn't particularly nice but hot damn, you got a reaction!

So I've decided. I'm going to win at being happy, and keep my shit-eating-grin when everything goes to hell, because I'll know. Oh yes.

Love from
Mistress Professor Freeky

[Doktor Howl]

I am going to piss off The City.

One day, I'm going to kill it.

Oh, yes.

[Freeky]

And victory shall be yours!

[Doktor Howl]

And victory shall be yours!

Hardcore weirdness.

This weekend.

Be prepared.

Dok,
Is driving the train this weekend.

[Freeky]

Soo... will there be room for BBQ beef or no?

It's frozen right now, so I could make it next weekend instead.

[Doktor Howl]

Soo... will there be room for BBQ beef or no?

It's frozen right now, so I could make it next weekend instead.

YES.  OF COURSE.

[Freeky]

I must remove it from freezer!

Also, I must go to the ex's for diapers, my key (accidently locked Ronnie out this morning, oops), and my crock pot. Awaaay!

[Doktor Howl]

I must remove it from freezer!

Also, I must go to the ex's for diapers, my key (accidently locked Ronnie out this morning, oops), and my crock pot. Awaaay!

THE CONDEMNED ATE A HEARTY MEAL.

[Freeky]

Just got to remember; When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.

When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.
When life kicks you in the nads...

[Doktor Howl]

Just got to remember; When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.

When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.
When life kicks you in the nads...

...It means your nads hurt.

PROTIP:  The winner isn't the one with swollen and bruised genitalia, unless LMNO is somehow involved.

[Freeky]

Well, then, I'm stumped as to how you know when you've accomplished something, because either nothing happens at all out you're lying face down in the coyote poop particles.

[Doktor Howl]

Well, then, I'm stumped as to how you know when you've accomplished something, because either nothing happens at all out you're lying face down in the coyote poop particles.

Sure it does.

That's when the dust weasels put their raep pance on.

[LMNO]

Just got to remember; When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.

When life kicks you in the nads, it means you're winning.
When life kicks you in the nads...

...It means your nads hurt.

PROTIP:  The winner isn't the one with swollen and bruised genitalia, unless LMNO is somehow involved.

Well, then, I'm stumped as to how you know when you've accomplished something, because either nothing happens at all out you're lying face down in the coyote poop particles.

Sure it does.

That's when the dust weasels put their raep pance on.

I LIKE WHERE THIS FREAD IS GOINGK.