They're trying to force me to bet money on a March Madness bracket. I'm trying to resist. I know nothing about college basketball (except go 'cuse! Okay, I can't even pretend enthusiasm), and I hate betting when the odds are against me. I like a strong 50.1% or greater. It's the peer pressure. It's too strong. It's like grade school again: they dangle friendship in exchange for filling out a form and paying $10. Wait, that never happened in grade school. The friendship thing, that is.

Enough babbling. Enjoy today's doodle. It's one in a long line of bloody doodles.