Blaharg, arg, harg! "I'm not dead yet!" "He's only half-dead, really." "No! I'm not dead!" "Half-dead, you say?" "Yes, half-dead. And loony, too." "I'm not loony!" "`course you are! you're talking to yerself, you are!" "I only talk to myself a little!" "Wait, so he's a half-dead, semi-loony, pothead?" "since when have I been a pothead?" "since yesterday. don't you remember?" "No! that never happened." "Of course it didn't, but if we pretend it did, we can plead insanity." "Hey! I've been gone for 3 weeks you you guys think I'm insane!?!" "nope. we think you're dead." "..." "but you can't appear in court if you're dead, now can you?" "..." "hello?" "..." "i think he's really dead." "..." "yep, he's dead." "but he was talking to himself... so that means we're dead, right?" "..." "..." "..." "yeah, I guess we are dead." "hmmm... cool!" "yep, see you thursday." "right, man."
And that was my "back to smashboards" rant. Let's see if I retained my sanity after ALL that time... nope... I think it's gone.
