mister_x

i got a package today. i got home and it was siting in my chair. it was a roughly six inch cubed carboard box that was partially opened if i has a dollar to my name, iw ould have used it to meure the box to see if it was really six inches. the tape closing what i would find to be the bottom of this cube shaped package had been cut, possibly to have its innards checked. as i further examined this 'box' i saw a stamp exclaiming itself as a present from dr. cube. herr doktor is not one to send gifts. i opened the cube and found a letter, it was adressed to me and hailed me as a friend of dr. cube. a friend i was not. placing the letter aside, i found another box. i opened this box in a box and found another box. as i unnested this matryoshka of boxes i came to the last box. it was tiny and made of card stock.


it was empty.






.... OK, so i lied. the box had a whole ASS LOAD of cube posse swag (by ASS LOAD i mean two cube tracts for waging tract warfare against the chick tracters, a sticker which quickly found a place on my underused sketchbook, a magnet, a button, and a temporary tatoo).

so go here already