July 10th, 2006

#7 Pulling Teeth (La Plume de ma Tante)

Poor Steve. After the last episode, I imagined him lying on the floor of his bedroom surrounded by whiskey bottles, with his big blue arm thrown over his eyes while listening to “Spiritual”, unashamedly letting his tears of rage and despair run into his… wait… do the Elites even have ears? Ah well. He seemed sad. Let’s leave it at that.

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