Ok, we can admit it now. Cattle mutilations? That was Ghettoputer. He had his (typically incoherent) reasons. Something about lactose intolerance or not liking ice cream or the fact they all thought they were better ’n him. Whatever.

Anyway, apparently he’s back to his barnyard shenanigans, only less mutilate-y. And more, um, like he’s a fifth-grade girl. We gotta check if Sleestak is pocketing and selling ’Puter’s anti-psychotics again. He’s been known to take the three-fingered discount.

Confucius, Œc. Vol.

Don’t ask impertinent questions like that jackass Adept Lu.