Fetch My Hunting Attire…
Man, I don’t know…but things not looking so good have never looked so good, have they? Anyway, this page marks the beginning of a HUGE plotline that is going to take you places you won’t believe. Sometimes I don’t even believe it, and I wrote the damn thing.
Be here next week as we return to ETERNITY.
Till next time!
-Matt-
Oh this can’t possibly be good.
I forgot about Girl Hitler, how could I forget about Girl Hitler!?
As an aside today’s word captcha started with DCup, how fitting…
Well now- it seems that the titted Hitler (Titler?) wants to play (I hear an offstage voice yelling, “We’re gonna need another Hitler!”).
Titler for the win!
I’ll take a piece of that- what stakes are we talking? My money will be on the kid.
HA!
No, My money is on Joe and Cup to win, but Titler wins full points for the name.
Wait, is this “Empress!Hitler”, the one who looked kind of like Queen Victoria? She looks a lot sexier now!
As an old Civil War re-enactor, I can tell you that a full Victorian regalia can make the most smoking-hot Lady look as exciting as cheap oatmeal- and I’ve peeled enough of those outfits to know. You wade through twenty-some yards of fabric, eighteen to thirty pounds of which is wool, gussied up with three and a half miles of lace and tatting… only to find out once you get past that damn corset and chemise what you’re dealing with…