All that's happened has got me thinking about my family.
This is never a good thing.
My mother killed herself at the height of American Steel's career. My sister is a serial killer. My brother is a junkie merc. I don't know if either of them is alive right now.
Yeah. American Steel, Protector of the American Family, couldn't keep his own from going to hell. What a shock.
Now you see why I left my father to die in a pit in the bowels of the earth while I gave his murderer a proper burial? He did everything he could for every other person on the planet with his "mission", but he ignored us. Mom just couldn't take it.
Way to go Dad. Your eldest is Doctor Cataclysm, and your baby twins are superpowered psycho Hatchet and equally unstable Overdose.
This is why I don't want Judy to meet my family. Can you blame me?
Yeah, I know. I'm one to talk about people having "Daddy issues". Sorry Fallout.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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