Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Do I even know you anymore?

SWAT Man finally cracked.  He threw the shotgun down and has taken up his handgun once more.  The situation just got to be too much for the poor guy and he thought he could solve his problems with gunfire from a smaller source, much to the shock and horror of Tracy there, who appears to be questioning his friendship with the man as I type this.

Meanwhile, amidst all of this drama, Shirl is going to get her hand bitten off by the now rabid demon dogs.  At least, I'm pretty sure that's Shirl's hand.  If it isn't, I think that Tracy (or SWAT Man, for that matter) needs to invest in a pair of fingernail clippers. (Although, I must say that his nails do look well kept.)

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