(April 6, 2012 at 4:14 am)padraic Wrote: Well, I do seem to spend an inordinate amount of time gently fondling my balls.
I spend an inordinate amount of time viciously debating if I should just cut them off. Only the desire of being 'complete' stops me from grabbing a butcher knife and forcing the issue.

Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day