These words that Mark is speaking at you came from the back pages of a company safety calendar from my dad's workplace. They print one up for the employees every year, and the kids get to make the illustrations for each month. There are only twelve months, so a lot of kids only get little thumbnails of their work printed in a couple pages at the end. This was one of them:
I only hope that such a harshly censored image was enough to get the word out. My cousin Danny played out at dusk once. We found his light-up sneakers covered in bat fuzz.
