Twenty-fifth run - Are you my daddy?

[speeding]

Dear Tree,

Getting kinda sick of being thrown into jail. Knock it off.

Also, the breakfast cereal? That's sacred. Don't fuck with it again.

-Evil Overlord

P.S. Anyone know what a Magneto is? I think my cereal's trying to say he's my daddy.

Comments

[stonyfaced.livejournal.com]

We have a jail?

And I would assume that a Magneto is a sort of... magnet although I doubt that one of 'em fathered you.

[speeding]

The wilderness does at the moment.

Weird. Tree gets more psycho every day.

[stonyfaced.livejournal.com]

Oh. What'd you get thrown in the tanty for, anyway?

I think I'd take that particular piece of information with a grain of salt, if I were you. I don't suppose you find yourself being drawn to metallic substances?

[speeding]

Littering. Apparently it makes me a dangerous criminal and a menace to society. I could have told them being a teenager did that.

I would, but it seems really familiar.

Metallic objects? Er. Not as such, no.

[stonyfaced.livejournal.com]

Being a teenager makes you a dangerous criminal and a menace to society? I could agree to that. As for being arrested for littering... well, I hope you bopped whoever tried it. It's practically a way of life.

Huh. In that case... I've got nothing to offer. Sorry, kid.

[speeding]

Hah, it's not my fault I'm a teenager! I'm a product of society! Or possibly aging. Anyway. We kinda... Didn't. It was sorta sudden.

No worries, it was a shot int he dark anyway.