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Now before you come up in here thinking you gon' be sueing anybody, please read this disclaimer carefully. If you're illiterate (unable to understand written material for those of you with GED's) or blind, a simplified Braile version of my site is available. Just rub your fingers over these dots right here .::.: Ooh, ah, ok, stop, I said rub, not fondle you pedophile.

I have a sick sense of humor, take joy in seeing people get injured and love to torment others. Some people think that something is wrong with my brain but as one of my favorite metal groups put it:

"I can't be fixed, 'cause I'm ok."
- Spineshank

All material on this site is my own unless stated otherwise. If I sheist something from someone else's site, I try to give appropriate credit. If something on my site belongs to you, other than your girlfriend, please notify me and I'll be sure to either remove it or give you credit to boost your already inflamed ego. Please don't sue me blah blah blah, I promise to obey the law, yada yada, you get the idea.

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If you live in the Virgin Islands, you already know how our local power company, whose name I won't mention *cough* WAPA *cough*, can be so please plug your commodore 64 into a UPS cause you're probably gonna be here a while. You know that power goes whenever it rains or the wind blows too hard and I know you ain't trying to pay $75 bucks an hour to have your comp fixed. Computer Technicians are such con artists.

I can't wait to get A+ certified.