Batman and Robin #13
A Moment in the Home of Starlord
Mightymouse: Honey, why are you coming down the stairs with that weird look on your face?
Starlord: Shut the hell up!
Mightymouse: What? What's wrong with you? Why is there blood coming out of your nose and ears?
Starlord: I told you to shut hell up! Don't make me come over there and snap you in half!
Mightymouse: Oh God... you did it didn't you... you read HIM again?!
*Starlord throws table lamp into wall*
Starlord: Leave me alone! I told you I could handle it!
Mightymouse: Oh baby, you promised me. You said you'd never touch his shit again. YOU PROMISED ME YOU BASTARD!!!!
Starlord: I'm sorry. *sob* I didn't want to but its my friends. Just when I think I've gotten away from that crap they keep pulling me back in. Please... baby... please give me another chance.
Mightymouse: No, not anymore. You disgust me. Look at what that hack does to you. You're bleeding out of every orifice of your body. It's shit, Starlord! Pure shit! I can't watch you destroy yourself like this.
The moral of this story is: Finding a kernal of corn in a pile of dog shit doesn't make the kernal any cooler.
My Score: 0
"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Good-bye.."
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