This is exactly what the sweatshop monkey had in mind when he wrote that fortune on his typewriter.
What's even worse is his dad found that picture of him drinking a FourLoko.
I don't know what's better, the hats on her chest or his sweet flip up shades.
Let's hope his super power isn't mind reading.
Just taking his own picture in his mind... ya know? For later.
That innocent smile can only mean one thing: He has no idea what's on his face.