RIP Dr. MacKillzie

Good-looking fella.

As you are all aware, my new glasses made me evil, and I changed my name from Mike MacKenzie to Dr. Might MacKillzie.  The good doctor had a good run, but in the end, he inadvertently killed himself.  Earlier this week, he purchased some multi-vitamins to take everyday.  He did this in the hopes that it would grant him super strength.  (His doctorate was in art history; science wasn't his forte.)  The result wasn't what he hoped it would be, but it's for the best.  Instead of super strength, the multi-vitamins counteracted the effects of my new glasses, and my original personality has re-emerged, drowning out the maniacal rantings of hyperfellonyism.

What a nice guy.  I'm wearing my old glasses in this picture, so not only was I my original nice self, I was extrasuperspecial nice.  Vomitously nice, one might say.  I no longer combine the multi-vitamins with the old glasses.  People just can't take that much sweetness without going into a diabetic coma.