I have way more fun designing weapons than I probably should. Seriously. I really liked the idea of the Aztecs using tiny rockets/bombs in their guns as bullets (with, of course, a pointed piece of metal in the tip for maximum penetration), and then I thought, hey, why don't they paint little faces and stuff on them as well? You know, as sort of an ironic little counterpoint. The result is great. I like the blind guy's rifle, too. (Don't ask right now why a guy with a blindfold on is handling a firearm, by the by. I'll get to that in good time.) This page would have been pretty weak without the firepower, so I'm really glad it came out well.
In other news this week: NOTHING. Seriously, nothing really interesting happened at all, apart from my sister's birthday/Halloween. (And even that was pretty normal. Jilly stayed home and danced around with her sped friend Megan, while I donned a V mask that I purchased at Comic-Con and went out with my friend Joe and his friend What's-His-Face in search of candy. I know I might be too old to trick or treat, but seriously, what else are you gonna do?) Also I accidentally burned the back of my throat with an errant piece of pasta on Thursday, and ever since then swallowing has been super-painful. My mouth seems to be having a lot of problems lately.
Anyways… happy Election Day tomorrow! After that, no more stupid election ads saying things like "Bill Shmuppityshmupp may say he's got your interests in mind, but in reality, he eats babies for breakfast. And he doesn't even cook them. He just eats them raw, like sushi, only with babies. Is that sort of behavior something you want from YOUR congressman? Vote Bob Doopitydoo for Senate… and make the right choice." Also no more of those stupid campaign signs which seem to multiply and breed all over the side of highways and shopping centers and such. If you're over eighteen, I heartily encourage you to vote, but since I'm not there yet, all I can do is wait for it to be over. Also, happy Vets' day on Saturday, too.
In conclusion… Snow-bo. He's like a hobo… but in the snow!
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