vile defiler

It is disheartening that this is the master mind who stole PhilRossi.com out from under me. This imposter must be stopped.

what's inside the baby jesus' tears?

Can you even wrap your mind around the picture above? Sweet merciful Jesus.

If I were to show up at home with this bad mamajama, I might get shot. Or stabbed. Or shot then stabbed. I'll tell ya, though. I have nothing but fond memories of my sea monkey friends. Once I got over the whole "what the hell? they don't even look like monkeys" part, that is. I think I went maybe three days without talking to them. After that, magic. I just might be willing to tempt the fates for this gem.

I don't know what the wand is for.

I don't care.

Did I mention I may or may not be jet-lagged at the present moment and operating very little sleep. Sleep that can only be defined as unquantifiable amounts of mini-snoozes between wakinkg up and saying "god my throat hurts. god its hot in here."

That's not important now. You know, as well as I do, what is important...