Fuuuuud

I really can't stand it anymore. I miss my old friend. So much time, and I didn't introduce him to you.

Therefore, no matter what stiupid advertisements might get between him and us, I have to show you this. Just ignore the scroll and watch the elegant way stiupidity unfolds in space.

As they say in movies: the stuff the dreams are made of (nightmares, of course).

D'oh!

:) :wink: