Oh yeah - here's a Reuters Article discussing class-action lawsuits.

Y'know that whole idea of being a douchebag, peddling snake oil to the general public, and making money off of people's naivety and kindness...? It's quickly becoming more and more appealing - by fucking leaps and bounds really. I'm moving southwards when I lose my conscience; I'll quickly become an unstoppable, immoral juggernaut.

When it's discovered that my Nerve Tonic -- "Uncle Andy's Home-Brewed Cure-All & Jimmy Thickener" -- actually causes cancer, and the impending class action suit looms on my horizon, I can easily put an end to said legal proceedings with these magic words: "I do what I want. (Bitches.)" - It's going to be sweet.

Albert: Edders pretty much covered everything - far better than I could have. I just used Flash MX myself, and it seemed all good.

Par: Ah, throwing up on your birthday? That's a small step (comparatively negligible, really) towards the degree of scumbaggery that imbues and informs my everyday life. Bravo Paras, bravo. - Sorry for throwing piles of straw on to your aching camel back. Hope you had a pretty good one, nonetheless.

finally the perfect union.

this is what "it" music looks like:

"youknow how we do"


glad to hear you had fun.

Sorry bout the puking par.

Thanks for the flash site thingy Ed. Expect to see Al versions of all the crappy flash games.

he has a point there Paras...Carlee didn't come, and I don't think my house (or rather apartment) deserve a pox just because she had to work.

hold on, that totally doesn't work paras. I went, but seeing as how beck didn't, does that mean that there is still a pox on my house? I don't think I deserve to suffer thanks to his insolence.

Thanks to everyone who came out last night, especially with all the venue changing. I hope, in spite of my bad luck with choosing places to go, it was still fun. Special thanks to Pam and Jess for putting up with me at the end of the night. Unfortunately my streak of not throwing up is over (and I recall a discussion in which I was allowed to blame ngz for that). Fortunately, though, my streak of lacking a hangover remains intact!

Oh, to those who didn't come, a pox on all your houses! Or something like that.