Frightening confessions and unfathomable questions begin to surface once the world opens their hearts and minds to Harry James Potter.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Poor Supes.
Dear Harry,
So. I've been kind of broke lately (you know, recession and all that), and I had this job interview for a position writing for this thing called a "blog" -- Lois set it up for me when The Planet laid off all their staff writers -- and I figured it'd be a good idea to get some new clothes.
Anyway, since cash is tight, I thought I'd use a gift card for this place called, "Urban Outfitters," that I've had lying around for awhile. Next thing I know, people keep telling me it's "Twilight," asking if I'm a "vegan," and if I'm planning on moving to some place called "Williamsburg."
What gives?
Love,
Superman
P.S. Who the fuck is Edward Cullen???
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