'ELLO! You've found my insipid tome of cyber-crap! If you followed a pirate map to get here, there is no gold. If you got the directions from a Keebler elf, there are no cookies. And if you got the directions at the bottom of a cereal box, I hope you like the cereal, because there is no prize (not even a decoder ring).
If you don't watch Futurama, Firefly, or The Simpsons, you're probably going to miss most of my references.
I'm not angry- but the drunken gnome with Tourette's and a baseball bat that lives in my frontal lobe is.
No, I do not have a thyroid problem, I am not a cokehead, and I am not rolling. This is just the way I look.
I change my interests like I change my underwear. I don't care who writes in, but if you think "u," "r," "2" and the like are words, please add some chlorine to your gene pool. Start with your drinking water.
"Being shot out of a cannon will always be better than being squeezed out of a tube. That is why God made fast motorcycles, Bubba." -Hunter S. Thompson