1000 Words

My new best friend over at Macdonald’s Animal Farm sent this to me.




I don't know about you, but I'm scared to open attachments from people I've known twenty years. Not to mention recently made acquaintances. Combine that with heightened paranoia evolving after tons of hate mail from strangers who believe "God will get all liberals eventually" and you can understand my hesitation in opening up this drawing that's supposed to make me smile.

I'm so relieved not to be staring at a drawing of my naked body with a knife in my head that I forgive my hair taking up half the page.