my incredible knowlege and wisdom seems to sprout when conversating very unplaned times. i was iming with amber and we were discusting about worldly issues and a good metaphore came to mind (mind you amber i edited it a bit so it flows better) "THE TRUTH IS LIKE A TOXIC GAS, SURE IT CAN BE CONTAINED,BUT IT BUILDS UP, AND WILL ESCAPE, AND ALL THE IGNORANT MOTHER FUCKERS WILL CHOKE ON IT. you can imagine our topic of discussion. oh this is a muddy pic of me that has nothing to do with the post. MUDDY FOOZBALL ROCKS, not as much as rugby