Greeting and salutations and all that other junk.
My name is Ehren and I'm the head of this ward. To your left you'll see a wonderful pair of people trying to pull the other's eyelashes out, only to find that in reality, their arms are pinned to their sides by the uniform straightjeckt. And no, you are not allowed to redecorate your straightjacket. That's given to you by the ward.
I know my other site is crap and you can't navigate it worth anything good, so I'm remaking the site altogether. Here, you'll have all the goodness of the original and half the calories, so don't worry about your diet. Here I'm building the paradise you knew I could make for ya'll. The Asylum and all it's little outer buildings have outgrown the uses of such a limiting website builder as tripod.
Please watch your step. Larry the Micheal Jackson wannabe keeps losing his bits and pieces. You never know when you might find a bit of ear or nose on the floor and accidentally squish it. |
