Tuesday, February 7, 2012

You Put What In My Ovaltine?

Before she drank her glass of chocolaty goodness, Myrtle had been a fresh-faced, blond youngster. It was hard being the daughter of a mad scientist.


Via La Soledad del Disenador de Fondo
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