A Post of High Quality.

Last night I had an epiphany. It snuck up on me, and I don't really know where it came from. But it was so grandiose, I could hardly believe it was happening. Normally these kinds of stories are retarded and gay, but I'm neither, so this is gonna be good. Won't you join me on this journey? That's the kind of thing I would've said if I wanted you to leave. But I don't, so let's pretend I said 'Screw you, leave if you want, but you're sure as hell going to miss out on some seriously awesome stuff.' Look, now I did say that. Probably you're experiencing a bit of a dilemma, something much like the only song non-punks know from the entire Clash catalogue: Should I stay or should I go?

Ah, too late anyway, your moment of hesitation ruined it for all of us, no story today.