If anyone claims to be me from the future, but doesn't say that he's coocoo for cocoa puffs, don't listen to him. I can't stress it enough. That person IS NOT ME.
There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
Rory_B_Bellows
Dallas, TX
April 2007
AUG 13, 2011 09:57 PM