University: The Venue of Our Best and Brightest

I was at the computer lab on the University campus today and apparently forgot to sign out of my MSN account before I left. Low and behold, some blackguard had the audacity to change my MSN name to include the following crude aphorism: "i like salty balls in my mouth....and on my face...holla..leave your msn on in JD more motha fucka". Upon discovery of this heinous misdeed I was initially traumatized. Then, calling to mind the steely resolve of those stalwart pioneers of the Eastern coast, I was determined to soldier on.

I'm a man who's sub-name reads (by choice, mind you): "to travel through a tear in the fabric of space and suck off a hypersexual living crayon from the sixteenth dimension".

I hope this frat boy's Friday night of drunken revery is sweetened that much more by regaling his comrades of his cleverness amidst the evening's wild hootinanneries.

HARK! GIGAPHANT DRAWS NEAR!