Dear recipient of this comic: One second ago, I sent you a profoundly creepy email.
Now you know why I said it.
The sender is troubled. She knows there is a sinister purpose to everything: revenge. And right now she's deducing her own destiny as a consequence!
Why are you troubled?
She knows. And she knows -
...Because she likes me!
Well, I meant what I said about... revenge?
FINE.
The sender wishes she were less troubled.
What does she say?
She whispers "pooty poot" to every email I ever receive.
"Pooty poot" is how -
her name is.
And yes, my photograph is slutty poot.