While I may not have a mole on my cheek or a fancy degree from DeVry, I am still way better than all of you. How so? Fuck you, nobody asked you. In addition and moreover, my farts don't smell at all and if you listen closely you can hear how I've trained my sphincter to pitch the flatulence to the melody of my favorite Doo-wop songs. It's really cool if I may be so bold. But I really wish I were Palatino Linotype italic. I'd like to take this opportunity now to say I hate you all, and I hope you are hoven to death by a Vietnamese pot-bellied pig. My favorite constellations are Puppis and Camelopardalis.