Clarissa Ruins My Day
Well how do you like that? After years of putting poor Clarissa through one torment after another, the little dear struck back at me by placing herself underneath a cup of tea just as I was spilling it!
Farewell, half-finished page! As for you, Clarissa, you are about to regret that I’ve watched Human Centipede…
Why that uppity frigid little moppet! She better not let her dad catch wind of this. That would make him /look bad/. *queue ominous music* /nottheonlythingshesplacedherselfunderneath
Yer gonna resurrect Beetle?
…karma…
Just…. no. I can’t stand the image you put in my head. Why would you do this after I already feel so bad for this person, even though she isn’t real. God.