Novel Accuracy my Single Testicle.

So, I haven't read the book, but I knew what was gonna happen.

Apparently, Big Daddy didn't.



Oops!

Shooting the billiard ball.

Theories of Time Travel are fight.

Here's another one:



They try. Maaaan how they try.

Big Daddy's Belated B-day.

Sorry I didn't send a card, Bossman. I tried to call to say Yom Ha-shoah but...

Oh, wait? You were updating your cell phone message?

Well, that explains it.

Yom Ha-shoah anyway. :)

Long time no Luftwaffle.

Not that the dead have been rising much lately. All in all, it's been quiet. Peaceful. Calm and sedate even...

Wait whut, there were elections recently? Oh darn, I don't do TV. Shame I missed out on all those scintillating political ads that would have made excellent fodder for yon k-blog.

I should make it up to you. Both of you.

Have some hipster hitler.

And don't say I never did nothin' for ya.

~K.

Do you know?

Do you know why we do this here? Do you know what we mean?

THIS IS IT:



This is the best thing ever, of all time. This guy is all that is made of Win.

L'chiam sir, L'chaim.