::Dr. Horrible was in...well, a horrible mood. B2 was looking like a train wreck. Or a wreck on a train. He couldn't decide which phrase was more appropriate ( Read more... )

::cursing his lack of a wrench or a screwdriver, is at the moment in B2, disassembling his own bed from underneath it, in order to salvage metal and wood to make gigantic death robots. His unfinished letter sits beside him::

( To my evil moisture buddy )