Poor me, stripped naked for the ridiculous epiphany of a pseudo-artist who calls himself terrifying. At least my hat looks amazing on him, although I have my doubts about the mask. MY FACE IS A SKULL, IT DOESN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE ONE.
Things a scarecrow never said, because they don't talk.
(Do you like my new identity?? I finally have a decent avatar.)
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