One moment, the foobs were in a teal-and-lavender monstrosity of a wedding, and the next they were propelled back into the past. But it was a different version of the past. What happened?
Ah, well; a person's health comes before deconstructing the bilge a crazy person churns out.
It's also taking me longer because it's a special, extended format. More panels for exposition. :)
Oh dear. What would Lynn say? You know if you had only taken your portfolio to her house and showed it to her, this wouldn't have happened.
::snerk::Oh, I know. Now I'll never be rich! :)
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