With his,
"ooh, look at me - I've got stigmata and a fucking halo and my dad created the fucking world in, like, six days"
Anyways, I'm off to Hell bed now.
(
DogHorse plop,
Sun 27 Jun 2004, 4:56,
archived)
Hopefully
a gun (and perhaps the cat).
(
Syncubus Yarr! Ye'll be walking Planck's Constant! [GMT-5],
Sun 27 Jun 2004, 4:48,
archived)