*flails arms, wails and flees to a dark corner to gibber in fetal position*
As I try my damnedest to reestablish my equilibrium and in the process shatter yours because misery loves company, go find out what a
goatse is. Good lord I'm so going to have nightmares until I turn eighty. -______-
Also, read
this lovely description of dear, dear
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