Mind Games.

In the arena of logic, I fight unarmed.

Three cheers for one-liners.

Keep those 'roids away.

Photoshop: Better than steroids.

Incapacitated.

Somewhere underneath all my maths sums and revision work, there's an update. I just know it.

Until then: Remember this guy?

Objectionable Content.

Attention:
This blog is not intended for immature audience, as it contains naughty words like "sex" and... well, sex. Such words often cause severe cases of "omg lol he sed sexx!!!!11" and "HE SED SEX OMG EVIL", and should be kept out of reach of children.

"Professional" Wrestling.

The noble sport of bludgeoning your fellow man over the head with guitars and foldable furniture is one that has been honed and cultivated for decades now.

If there's any reason to believe that we descended from apes, this is it.




Editor's Note: Any indirect insult towards our simian brothers that may have been present in this post is unintended and regretted. The writer bears full responsibilty and apologizes for offending apes by comparing them to wrestlers.

Sorry 'bout that.

He's watching you.

You can't not understand this post.

Irony.

Isn't saying "Men/Women are such sexists" a sexist remark?

Fighting the Power.

A rebel without a cause is a teenager. A rebel with a cause is a terrorist.

Stand up to "The Man", whether it's your mom or your local government.