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| OK, this little fish was swimming around the internet one day (hey, use your imagination a little bit!) when all of a sudden he happened upon my page. Don't ask me how it happened, maybe he didn't have much of a life and was typing in a random combination of letters and numbers and dots and those little lines that aren't really vertical or horizontal but kind of diagonal--wait, what was my point? Oh, yeah. He was swimming around the internet one day when he found my page. I'm not sure, but anyway he's one of the three people who have ever really seen this thing (yes, three. Get out your fingers and count with me: obviously I come here, you're here right now, and he was here. That's three.) Where was I? Oh, yeah. So this little fish is swimming around and he finds my page. Well, he thought it was real cool and stuff so he stayed. In the process he found my Brasso stuff. Well, this is a good time to bring up the point that Brasso is toxic. Just remember that so that you don't end up like this fish. Brasso is toxic. The fish didn't know. Now you do. Get out of here. Go back to wherever you came from. | |||||