Jacob, I have been very....VERY patient with you, but I am getting to the point where I can no longer metaphorically "wait outside your door in the rain" like Cain did at the Shaolin Temple. I want the next Ass Kickin Lesson, dammit. Just a couple of weeks ago a midget (oops, little person) kicked my ass cause I didn't know what to do cause you havent covered that yet. I would sue your ass if I didnt think it would summon Astral Steven with a solemn look of disgust. Wait...I'm sorry, I'm just bitter and taking it out on you. It's not your fault, it's not like you could know ahead of time who's gonna kick my ass. But please, for the love of Stevens Justice, will you meditate on further possibilities and try to cover them befor I get another beat down? Daniel Runyon
		With these words I feel as though I've let down the whole human race. Dawson pleaded with me, through volumes of drool, to stop my new-found fascination with chicks and get back to what I do best. I'm not sure what that is, but I'll ask mom tonight.