The Neurotic Owlphabet, part two.

Look at me, actually naming posts things that explain what’s in them and make them easy to find later!  I feel like a grown-up.  Excuse me while I wind up my tiny plastic toreador.

Muuuuch better.  I feel like you might need something cheery to look at, anyway, before you proceed to D.

Not that C is as cutesy as you think, either.  As someone with a serious needle phobia and not infrequent dental problems, aaaaaaaaaaaaagh.  BTW, these could possibly be triggier-y in tons of ways for people like me with lots of weird phobias.  I mean, I hope not, but it’s totally possible, since the candy is making me want to cover my mouth right now, and that’s not so much a real phobia as an intelligent response to history.

Nothing is a depressing as D, though.  I may have shot my ‘cartoon that makes me the saddest’ wad four letters in.