I have drunk deeply of the hateraid and now nothing touches my hard, calloused soul. There are those who maintain I never had one to start with.
Monday, November 18, 2002
I'm absolutely staggered. My brane explodiated. See for yourself. Not really unsafe for work, but your cow-orkers may wonder what's wrong with you that you're watching something this ... bizarre. (Found via a Godless Capitalist (my demi-hero) on Gene Expression)