Doom has no words

[thehefner]

Doom wonders if there are no limits to the degredation to which Richards will subject his "beloved" family? Is it not bad enough that you turned your best friend into an orange rock monster, Richards? Now you must sell... this? This, to humiliate him further? Were this Doom's best friend, Doom would have put the beast out of his misery and blasted him to tiny orange pebbles. Just like Doom will do to him anyway, and you too, Richards!

(Although Doom secretly hopes that when you squeeze him, he'll say, in a cute, Yogurt-type voice, "It's cuddlin' time!" Then Doom shall laugh heartily at Ben Grimm's misery. Laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh.)

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[thehefner.livejournal.com]

(psst, Heffie here... yeah, actually, now that you mention it, this is such the thing Johnny would do to make a few bucks and piss off Ben in the process. Oh, but you know Doom, everything has to be Richards' fault. The man's obs... oh, no, sir, I didn't... I wasn't... AAIIIEEE-*)

How does it feel to be inside-out, Hefner?! Huh?! JOHNNY STORM CAN SUCK DOOM'S STEEL JOCKSTRAP! In fact, there's only one man who would have the tenacity to dare to consider to say such a thing. It's you, isn't it, Richards!