In
the beginning was the word, and
the word was "Huh?", with
a head cocked to the side, and a bit of drool seeping onto a computer table
somewhere in The Desert. Seeking, one found this place, then she
brought one more, two more, three more, four more, MORE MORE MORE MORE
MORE MORE MORE MORE! In a Rod Serling world, where the Anti-Christ
was welcomed and netiqutte was a FILTHY WORD, the crossposts flew and the
High Retards found the Low Retards, no retards were safe, and conspiracy?
You bet your sweet ass! There is but one thing to find here, and
that's SLACK, and if you don't bring it, water it, love it, talk to it,
jerk off with it, or make origami with christian clipart printed out on
it, then YOU'RE MISSING THE POINT ENTIRELY! GIT
ON THE BUS! ALT.CONSPIRACY.RETARDSWhere
the Socially Active Bon Vivant le'tard goes for Gratification
Retard-a-Go-Go