You lied to the wrong person, anon.
I’ve already got someone to keep my eye on.
It’s pretty fucking obvious that it’s Cartman.
We’re on good terms.
Besides, I can take care of my own problems.
The askbox is open, as always.
I mean none of them, of course. I have to be alert at all times. This town needs me.
«I’m alive! Mysterion is alive! Questions to be answered! Go!
Oops, the shape of his face and his hair changed from one panel to another oops.»
Clearly none of you fucks know how to pay attention.
This hug is for all you faceless people out there.
It’s a superhero thing, isn’t it?