Whoa man...
Trippy.....
The story of this strange conglomerate is shrouded in mystery, even from myself. My memory recalls tell tales about how I made it while under siege from a particularly nasty brand of virus, and that at the time I had no recollection of having created it. Something tells me I may have exaggerated a bit to add some mystique to whatever this piece means.
:)
Whoa man...
Trippy.....
I like it
That's what my dreams look like every night.
GOOD JOB, SUPER AWESOME KEWL.
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