Horror-scopes

The stars predict a time of prodiguous fear: people will rip out their own eyes to block the images, hearts will stop from sheer terror and cows will sleep...sitting down.
And the cause of this? None other than...Uminus' face.

12 weeks of ♥

Well, since it's my year-and-a-halfiversary on my paperround, and the first major holiday since I created B'Taboo, have an ongoing joke, on the house.
No, no, you've earnt it.
Wait, no you haven't, I did all the work- gimme that!
Don't look at me like that, I-...*sigh* fine. Here's your stupid joke: willow trees.
Happy now?

Back in sync!!!

Yay, the time zone's right! No more posting at 6 in the morning se it looks like I'm posting at 4 in the afternoon for me!

Apparently, I'm no longer allowed exclamation marks.