(The following must be read with a hillbilly [both american-south and 18th century prospector are acceptable variations] or a newfie accent. If I find out you didn't read it in one of these 2 accents, I will hunt you and I will cut you.
Seeing as you've expressed an interest in my abootin', I'd suppose there ain't no alternative. There ain't much to talk aboot though, other than I regulary enjoy:
- Kicking ass
- Not chewing bubble gum
- Questioning athority
- Being politically incorrect
- Non-sequiters and incoherent babblings
- Poisoning waterholes
- Mispelling authority
- Seducing polar bears
- Entertaining silly notions
- Pretending I have valuable opinions
- Disregarding the Prime Directive
- Suggestively scruffing Nerf herders
- Swearing loudly near geriatrics in public
- and rehabiliting injured Mongolian Falcons.
The moral of the story is that this website is my brain in a tangible form. Welcome to the nightmare. Take a seat, pardner. Yeehaw!