January 5th, 2007
Well, I hope someone had a happy new year, because I sure as hell didn't. Mysterio planted a bomb in the big ball that drops in Times Square. What a sicko. Do you know how many people he could've killed? Mr. Fantastic told me to wait for the Bomb Squad. Psh. From now on, I am the Bomb Squad.
Do you know how many people were down there? A lot. Do you know how many people evacuated and ran for their lives? A lot. It was mad chaos down there. Insane chaos.
I don't know what's wrong with people. It's below zero and they're standing outside to see a freaking ball drop. Whoop-ee! A ball dropped! Yay! I don't know how I could've lived without seeing that!
I don't feel like blogging. Sorry to dissapoint anyone who wanted to read an essay. I'm cutting this short to go out on patrol.
COMMENTS:
(subj:new year's)
You saved a lot of people that night, Spidey. You should be proud! My cousin was in that crowd.
--Ice Man
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(subj: none)
Fine, fine, BE the bomb squad. See what I care. I'm just glad we were able to control the situation.
--Mr. Fantastic