Postcard from Blackrock

I got this postcard in the mail yesterday from my friend Hannah. The caption on the back was as follows:


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.


2 comments :: Postcard from Blackrock

  1. Is she going to be burned to death as an offering in its head?

    Horrifying word verification: spermnes

  2. That 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.