Once this place lives again, I shall step down and let your "Solid type person" become your puppet ruler once more. Until then, I'm having fun with the anarchy.
Some of you may not like this. You may whine and complain and such. In that case, I would like to point you to this diagram:

BOW PUNY MORTALS. THY TIME IS NIGH.
On another note: I loved my grandma, despite the fact that she was racist. These quilts rock my clocks, I just don't think taking my swastika emblazened bed items to college would be wise.






