Okay. So. Where I come from, the only thing Florida is in charge of is headlines that don't make a whole lot of sense and Disney World. Which. Totally cool and probably does have a lot of confetti, so I can see that now that I've walked it backwards. We should get some though. It seems mission critical at this point.
One: York. You're going to make me cry. I really hope there's a space dry cleaner. Getting stains out of the mask is awful.
Two: The cracks are getting bigger York. Quick. Fetch a baggie to catch the pieces and some super glue. Does this place have a nursing home? We could bring it in there and tell them it's a puzzle, they'd put me back together and give me a heart just like the Tin Man in Oz -- which, remind me never to make Oz references again while wearing red boots please.
Three: Which is good. Climbing and swinging are going to be essentials I think. Right up there with finding a lab.
Four: You can call me Spidey for short if you want. Kind of a family name. Webhead also works. It used to be kind of a slang, but I've re-purposed it into a term of endearment.
Five: We'll make it cool again. You trust me with your iPod and I trust you with uh...do you take trust I.O.U.s or does that kind of defeat the whole point? I feel like if I pulled at my pockets here, cartoon moths would fly out.
War is one of those thing that ranks at the bottom of my list of ideas of things people should be doing. For pretty much that reason. I uh...I know what it's like to lose your homethink those things suck. Pretty hard.
Like. Red, White, and Blue? Stars and Stripes? The square jaw of infinite strength? Shoulders you could mistake for mountains in the distance?