[blog post,voice, tracable to the low-security corrections facility]
[the recording clicks on; the sound of white noise is quiet in the otherwise silent background. Harley's voice is dejected and pouty.] Everybody's forgot 'bout Harls, I guess...
This is the dumps! My cell mate smells like moldy cheese and the guy next door won't shut up about chickens... Who the heck cares about chickens?! There ain't no way you're gonna make an army outta chickens, ya loony freak!
Where is Mistah J?! And where the hell'd Mittens go? Left me high and dry...
[dramatic sigh.] Guess I better go back b'fore they figure out I'm gone... [sniffle] P-puddin'...
This is the dumps! My cell mate smells like moldy cheese and the guy next door won't shut up about chickens... Who the heck cares about chickens?! There ain't no way you're gonna make an army outta chickens, ya loony freak!
Where is Mistah J?! And where the hell'd Mittens go? Left me high and dry...
[dramatic sigh.] Guess I better go back b'fore they figure out I'm gone... [sniffle] P-puddin'...