Emerson:bite Me Whitne:you Wish

Looks Fade,' Mom Would Go On. 'but Intelligence Lasts Forever.

Great. Now I Was Starting To Get Jealous Of Myself.

It's What's Known As An Origin Myth. What Happened To Me? That's No Myth.

I Was Too Lazy To Start A Whole New Story, So I Just Stuck A Princess Into The Story I Was Working On... And The Princess Diaries Was Born!

Okay, Yeah, He Staggered Back And Fell Into The Condiments. Big Deal. There Wasn't Any Blood. I Didn't Even Get Him In The Face. He Saw My Fist Coming, And At The Last Minute He Ducked, So Instead Of Punching Him In The Nose, Like I Intended, I Ended Up Punching Him In The Neck. I Highly Doubt It Even Left A Bruise.