Ah, just when you thought X-Tina went and ate her son (What? I thought she had. It’d explain a lot of crap), she appeared in New York City holding his hand and doing her best to avoid being photographed.
With regard to the whole ‘eating her son’ thing, I’m glad to see that Max is just fine. See, sometimes puking after you gorge yourself on a delicious young child has its benefits: you can barely see the chew marks on little man’s hands, AND he’s starting to get some color back into his cheeks! Plus, BAM! Instant weight loss!
Welcome back to the world, Max!
