...Eh kills robot masters, and doesn't afraid of anything.
You kids are still here? Either way, I have news. I have started making a Mega Man belt clippy-thingie/buckle.
That's right. Mega Man. On my crotch.
My crotch.
Nut-sack.
UPDATE: There. I still have to clean the cuts, sand it, file edges, and put a patina on it. I don't know. Whatever its called.
But this has to come after the giant Lite-Brite.
Few people will understand this joke.
I don't afraid of anything either, even crotch key-chains.
2) Yes I could've waited, but in doing so I probably would've forgotten to post it all together. I don't see a big deal either way.
3) Fail posting has become an art with me :D. Only on the internet could people publicly suck at keeping diaries/journals. Actually it could happen elsewhere. Maybe.