Heart of the City by Steenz for December 21, 2002
December 20, 2002
December 22, 2002
Transcript:
Richard: Nobody wantsh me around... They all think I'm a shtupid geek. I wish I'd never been born. That'sh your cue, God! Shend me an angel to shave the day. Sigh. All men of schience have one moment of weaknesh.
Decepticomic over 3 years ago
Sometimes, god’s message is no message. Or he can’t be bothered. Or he doesn’t exist. Nothing means anything. What is meaning?
Wait, what were we talking about?