Something ancient has risen. It is back in full fury. Justice will win again via the scions of the bravest that the world has ever known.
There will be more.
I also found something. Something about myself. There are two ways I can go home again. One under my own power, and one under someone else's. . .beside that of my mentor. . .'IF' mine come for me. (And they will, I have been told, though it is so far out a concept that I still don't believe it a hundred percent even with the words of he who has never been wrong on those rare occasions when he has revealed the esoteric to me.) The three of us will have many discussions on this, and 'the decider' will ultimately be the mullethead.
Enigmatic post? Tough! I'm not gonna tell you. . .yet. . .if ever.
It is June 15, 2011, real time.
Speculate if you will. Just don't ask me any questions about it. How can I answer? After all, I DON'T FECKIN' EXIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That, and the mullethead is bouncin' off the walls.
Ft. Calhoun, we have a problem. ;O)
Hey! Nebraska is a wee closer to us than Fukushima.
NO, WE'RE NOT LEAVIN' ANY EARLIER DUE TO BEIN' MORE SLIGHTLY LOCALLY NUKED! CALM DOWN, DAMMIT!
Hmmmmmmm! Maybe 'it' can keep up with me on a run now if it's not too long?
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