Day 85: Can't Stop This Feeling Anymore?

For crying out loud, these PETA people are so lame, this is unbelievable. Stop sending me your gosh darn sappy emails, PETA! So what if Reavers are people? You don't think there's bad people out there that are hurtin' for a good killin'? What if I promise to only eat tofu -- will you let me spill some 哑巴 reaver blood then? Gaw, come on, people. I'm already done sharpening all my knifes and all my weapons and grenades are in their charging stations. Heck, I've even asked Zoe if she wouldn't mind washing my clothes for me. It bein' not my month for getting clothes washed, but I figured after the mess in my last post about figurin' out what to wear that I'd at least smell good when I did my killin'.

Here's a nice photo that I got off the comm grid from some of my buddies who'll be joining me on Day 0. Lookin' forward to it, fellas! This here's Marissa who's very handy with the flame thrower. This is the Reaver gear she's going to wear when the big day falls upon us. You're lookin' mighty scary Mar! A site to behold! I wanna squeeze you real hard and plant a kiss on your open sores.