RIP Mr Jones đ˘
Story/colors by me, art by Mads G.
At the park.
Mama Arc: Saphron, where is your brother?
Saphron: *On her phone* I don't know
Mama Arc: What do you mean you don't know where your brother is?! I told you to keep your eyes on him!
Saphron: Relax, he's old enough to take care of himself.
Mama Arc: Find him, NOW!
Saphron: Uhggg! FINE!!!
Moments later
Saphron: Where did that little shit go?
Little Jaune: Is over Whitley!
Saphron: Jaune?
She turns to where she heard her brother's voice. In one of the games, at the top of a slide, Jaune was standing and at the end of said slide was a little boy with white hair.
Little Jaune: I have the high ground!
Little Whitley: You turned my sister against me!!
Little Jaune: No, I didn't!!
Little Whitley: Yes you did!!!
He tries to climb the slide but when he reaches the top Jaune gives him a little push. Making him lose balance and slide down.
Little Jaune: You were the chosen one! You were supposed to be my little brother, not my enemy!
Little Whitley: I HATE YOU!!!
Saphron: *sighs* They are so dumb.
RIP James Earl Jones, whose long list of accomplishments on stage and screen includes being Sesame Street's first celebrity guest star.
having a bad day so i'd like to show you all my cat (moonpie) in a necktie, if that's okay
I mean honestly I donât hate Harris. or Biden, who has actually done a lot of good in the last four years especially considering the mess he had to clean up. but whatever gets the âmy imaginary moral high ground is more important than peoplesâ livesâ fucks to vote.