Picture of MessyX reveals his inner thoughts

[headvoid]

 

[MessengerX]

Hello, X.

 

[headvoid]

What? You don't appreciate my work?

I think I am fuckin hilarious. My high opinion of myself knows no bounds

You should take this as a compliment.

 

[Mandi]

personally I find it hilarious!

 

[MessengerX]

What? You don't appreciate my work?

I think I am fuckin hilarious. My high opinion of myself knows no bounds

You should take this as a compliment.

Why are you getting.... I don't know.

ARE you preatorx??? If so, that changes things.

 

[Mandi]

Nope, that's not Preat.

 

[headvoid]

Stop fussing over who I am and get with the programme.

 

[Sendell]

Trellium D!

 

[Gonad]

The Flats was a forlorn little trading station fifteen miles up
the river from Prince Albert, with a scanty population of
half-breeds and three white men.

When Jerome Carey was sent to
take charge of the telegraph office there, he cursed his fate in
the picturesque language permissible in the far Northwest.