This girl I used to be pretty friendly with off and on once sent me a photo of herself with the title "Hatred." I was taken aback by this, and it kind of bugged me in a vague way for months: what was she mad about, what was she trying to say, etc. Then I looked at the picture more closely and realized she was wearing a red hat. So you see, dear readers, sometimes hatred is just a red hat. You can write that on the bathroom wall if you want.
Posted by Dr. Frank at June 15, 2013 04:07 PM