Thursday, January 25, 2007
New, big problem
(that's scary organ music)
How terrifying! It's like I was assembled from random, leftover parts. Like Frankenstein! Soon I'm going to be yelping out "Putting on the Ritz" and smashing lab equipment and gosh, I don't know what else. What do Frankensteins do with the rest of their lives?
My specific problem is that my upper jaw is, and I quote, "much, much bigger" than my lower jaw. Observe: