Yes, yes, yes. Histoire. It's a boring subject when taught badly, the aim is to tell you everything you need to know, in briefs, and as quickly as possible.
It all started after the nite before, or as i like to call it the twilight zone. People flew past me in a daze, causing my spatial awareness radar to malfunction. Nevertheless i continued to ignore them. For you see, i was thinking, pondiferously.
PONDIFEROUSLY isnt a word you say! You're right.
So after these few moments of contemplation, i decided FLANGE was missing something, i wasnt sure what, but it was empty.
After scuba-diving in the red sea in the afternoon, i thought, AHA! People stopped and stared, but i didnt care, i knew what needed to be done, so i did it. I made a few calls here and there, mostly there, and before you know it TWAT was set-up.
CHAZAAM! Now the site is set-up and we are ready to role, remember, the first 25 rows are on the splash zone, you'be been warned.