PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Happy St. Valentine's Day, old horseface.

I borrowed your camera, but how in the bloody hell are you supposed to get the film out to take to the chemist?

OI JUSCAUSEEI'M DRUMK DOSEN' TTTTTTTTTTT MEAN OUYA OAUHGT TO - WASAST WORD. OOOBJECTTTIFY ME!

It seems there's a bloke named Magneto
The city's new man on the street-o
Ruling us all
With the world in his thrall
AND HE TURNED OFF THE TV, AI POBRECITO
Which is surely making everyone bawl.

Or something like that, anyway - I really can't be bothered listening to every hubris-inflated old badger that pops along and fiddles with the tellies - they're better off off in the first place.

As for his message - well, everyone knows how wonderfully well testing the genetic superiority of portions of the population and then isolating and sentencing to death all the "lesser" ones has worked out in the past, after all. 

Tut, tut, it looks like a call to arms. 

So I guess the family who was supposed to adopt my baby really isn't going to show up.

If they even exist. I hope they don't

So, I guess this is when I ask for name suggestions? I never thought I'd end up naming him...

Any ideas...it's a boy by the way.

I feel like such an idiot for asking like this.

Oh, Si~mon...