Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for September 03, 2015

Things don’t get better when you reach the “game over” screen.

Mirror, mirror, above the sink,Show me young as I do think!.Window, window, at the store,Who’s the old guy looking sore?.TV, TV, turned to blackWho’s the weirdo staring back?.Casket, casket, opened wide,Where’s my buddy, where’d he hide?

Wow – is this ever accurate! I will ALWAYS be a ten-year-old girl deep inside.

Just hope nobody peeks behind the puppet and discovers you.