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I didn't want to say anything, but I was in a gas station bathroom last week, somewhere in New England. I won't say why I was there exactly, but it has a lot to do with my liking the smell.

I walked in, and crouching on a knee on the floor was a 14 year old kid looking at me over the sink, eyes wide with fear, a needle full of brown sugar juice hanging out of the crook of his arm.

His tee shirt was one of those homeade iron on get ups, and it said Green Lantern Loves Leanna. It had a large glowing vagina with the face of Michael Moore peeking out between the labia. It was scary, I'll admit.

I knew right then that I had stumbled onto the the grimy underbelly of fanboy drug abuse. Thinking quickly, I immediately said, does Leanna know about this?

He said through welled up eyes, she is the one who got me started.

I don't make it up folks, I just report it. Sad.