A journey into the innermost reaches of the human condition. Like Star Trek, but without the strings holding the spaceship up. Comments on everything from rock 'n roll to the state of the world to my belt. Come let us trip the light fantastic.
I stand up next to a mountain, I chop it down with the edge of my hand
-I expected to find a man in a diaper who answered any of my questions at the summit. Instead we found these fellas who plied us with rice wine and meat. I prefer these guys. -Pre-chop
-Mikey on his spiritual quest to become a "big boy" hiked the mountain all on his own with dad
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