Love bubble

When you're in love it's like living in a bubble. Everything you see is wonderful and subtle. Hate turns to smiles, and stress to cheer. You can walk city miles, and piss smells like beer.Onward we go in the love bubble sphere. We march on to our death, worthy of a tear. When we get there who knows, perhaps we'll be okay. I suppose it all depends on how you're feeling this day.

11 thoughts on “Love bubble

  1. Brilliant. Well done bud. The result of the interactive choice was priceless!

  2. In the bonus panel, is drinking or eating the head of the guy on the left?

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