I am writing this from my jail cell with my own bodily fluids. It is awful here. I have taken to eating rats to survive. Horrified by my savage nature, they have crowned me their king. My advisor, Scrabblefoot, and I are currently devising a plan for my escape.
Just kidding! I'm fine, but yeah, it does suck here. Smells like feet. Tell your mom I said hey! I think I met her once. She thought I had a weird fetish. Hope I still have my job when I come back!
Text?! From Wally?!
I am writing this from my jail cell with my own bodily fluids. It is awful here. I have taken to eating rats to survive. Horrified by my savage nature, they have crowned me their king. My advisor, Scrabblefoot, and I are currently devising a plan for my escape.
Just kidding! I'm fine, but yeah, it does suck here. Smells like feet. Tell your mom I said hey! I think I met her once. She thought I had a weird fetish. Hope I still have my job when I come back!
Xoxo,
Wally West, Rat King
P.S. You threw out that milk, right?