nanerpus

Maybe it's the fact that the cold wind is whipping off the lake again. Or that I've been slogging through drafts all day--drafts that are in no sort of fighting shape. Or just that it's February, I'm overtired, it cannot be BockFest soon enough, midterm grades are due: take your pick.



But the idea of the Nanerpus makes me happy right now. And the part where he whacks off his eyeball cracks me up every time.

Le sigh.