AWKWARD ZOMBIE

I'm just bitter. I've always wanted to bother Katie with my ideas in person. I could use hand gestures. Posterboard. Bribes. Scratch-n-sniff samples.

Clearly mine hasn't arrived yet because Katie is spending extra time sketching in my copy...or ninjas.

Where are the signature black eyecircles? When did Katie start getting enough sleep? She doesn't even looked disheveled. It must be like meeting Charlie Sheen fully clothed and sober.

That's photoshopped, I can tell. Who's jealous? >This guy<

The shadow on the bride makes it look like someone took a bite out of her. Save it for the honeymoon, guys.

Perhaps Team Plasma manages to defeat her, but ask for her autograph afterwards. Might be funnier if it's her rival.

What if it's flavored? Do they sell that? Seems like they should sell that.

Who wants to be the next ingredient in the sexy soup that is this hot tub? Ladies? Where you going? They're probably getting more champagne. They'll be back.

I always prefer when a girl saves makeup for special occasions. Unless it's warpaint. That's a daily necessity.

If I don't get to be high when working fastfood than no one does.

That saucy joke of mine just went right over your head, didn't it? Probably knocked the toque off it.

Doilies are just fancy emergency napkins. Nobody tell my elders.

Hey Seximaphone...what the hell...is a toque?

Everyone be honest...does your knowledge of hats stem entirely from TF2?