An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Not Ken the psychic detective... Did he really get paid? Shouldn't he have seen this coming? And, with his own gun to boot?
haha - she's ruthless what can I say.
Oh man . Shit. You idiot, all you had to do was bring home a bottle of wine, a quart of Hagen-Daz, some Tampax and Midol. Now I got to deal with this and PMS too. Look at all this blood, Oh I've got a pounding headache I'll clean this up later...
LMAO - PMS Comics - much better title.
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