I got this postcard in the mail yesterday from my friend Hannah. The caption on the back was as follows:
Nichols!
I figured you probably have a dearth of crazy dirty hippies down there, so this postcard alone should help with that. Tonight I may fight in Thunderdome (yes, I am serious) or visit the flamethrower shooting gallery before returning to our masked ball.
Love, Hannah
I figured you probably have a dearth of crazy dirty hippies down there, so this postcard alone should help with that. Tonight I may fight in Thunderdome (yes, I am serious) or visit the flamethrower shooting gallery before returning to our masked ball.
Love, Hannah
One bright spot in a couple of bad days.
Cheers.
Is she going to be burned to death as an offering in its head?
Horrifying word verification: spermnes
John Wiswell
September 11, 2009 at 7:32 PMThat is more than a little disturbing.
Honestly, this is one of those things I'm going to have to ask her about. Hannah's always getting up to something.
Randall Nichols
September 11, 2009 at 9:10 PM