.... now... here is my attempt to make you smile. It's a poem I made up just now:
It sucks when we must go to work
And work the night away
There are things we'd rather do
like make sites M-F-A
Then we sign on WickedFire
And call worseless people gay
Drink some Jack and go to sleep
And do the same the next day
When you're most frustrated
you can vent with people here
Call DruSam the whitest black guy
Call BlueBobbo queer
Trust that it will all work out
Keep working... never "quit it"
If all else fails, invite me over
Cause you know that