What was that Stephen King novel? Christine, right? After I saw Akio hop on the hood of his car for the umpteenth time, I kind of wondered what might happen if his car decided to flip out on him because he was acting like a complete jackass of a whore.

I would have laughed, but then again, I just didn't care for the bastard. Oh well. I'll laugh at this sketch instead. What makes it even better for me...it looks like Anthy doesn't even have a scratch or a dent on her bumper. Priceless!

A Mini though? Really? I kind of see Anthy sitting in a rocking chair strapped to an ancient clunker like Granny Clampett, wielding a shotgun and cackling over some poor fool she just left bleeding in a hillbilly drive-by. There's something 'off' about Anthy that makes me think of very old, very clever women. I couldn't explain it if I tried. Just a vibe, I guess.