Thursday, January 12, 2006

Problem Solved

After several months, I finally found a solution to my pope problem. Mr. Sinister agreed to take him off of my hands if I agree to stop trying to kill him. Pope John Paul II now resides in Sinister's laboratory.

Better him than me.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Good Lord!

The reasons the demons wanted to rid limbo of Pope John Paul II have become painfully obvious.

He's a slob. Harsh, but true. This guy drinks out of the milk carton, never puts the toilet seat down, clogged up the shower drain with God only knows what. For lunch, I made us a tray of nachos and cheese, and the little bastard double dipped. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, when he thinks nobody is looking he picks his nose and wipes it on the furniture -- I'm a telepath, I know these things.

There is no way he's staying in my apartment. I'm sending this holy pain in the ass back to limbo first thing in the morning.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

My New Roommate

Needless to say, the demons of limbo were less than thrilled with me treating their dimension as my own personal landfill. But alas, a deal has been made! They said I may continue dumping my garbage in limbo in exchange for taking Pope John Paul II off of their hands. He's sitting in my living room right now, watching Law & Order.

I think this arrangement is more than fair. How much trouble can one little pope be?

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Only For the Sake of Convenience, I Assure You

Did you know that a portal to limbo has practical uses? I opened one in my kitchen and have been throwing my garbage in it.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

What Goes Around Comes Around

Took another trip to the X-Mansion. Jean's still dead, but I got to catch up on some gossip while I was there. You'll never guess what I found out! Remember back when Jean stole my husband from me? Emma Frost did the same thing to her and she threw a diva-sized temper tantrum over it.

It looks like karma bit you in the ass hard, Jean!

*points and laughs*

Friday, March 25, 2005

There's No Place Like Home

I have decided to call Manhattan my home. Luckily, nobody has recognized me so far.

Don't worry. I do not intend to trash the city like I did the last time. Cross my heart and hope to die!

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Did You Miss Me?

Came back from the dead yesterday. Went to the X-Mansion to kill Jean Grey. Some little brat answers the door and tells me I'm too late. She's already dead. Again.

WTF?

Now I have to wait for her to come back from the dead. Again.

*taps foot*