Stop me if you've heard this one.

[wretchedgrin]

So my dad was a factory worker, my mom a stay-at-home. Two kids stillborn, and lucky me brought into a house of shit and decay! Every night, dear old pappy would come home, smelling of sweat and tar and alcohol and presumably the perfume of prostitutes, and he'd beat my mother with a firepoker. She'd have bruises all over her body, and sometimes

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[valentineluke]

Refreshing to hear something amusing during today's communal pity pot overflow.

[wretchedgrin]

I've got a million of 'em.

The lovely folks at Arkham Asylum can attest for that.

Well. The ones who survive the frequent break-outs, anyway.

[valentineluke]

'Arkham Asylum' sounds Lovecraftian.

[wretchedgrin]

If you'd heard the stories revolving around the founder, Amadeus Arkham, you'd realize how close you were to the truth.