Yeah, I know that. I'm practically you, dumbass. All these things we're saying are jokes, including this fuckin' useless clarification.

A man can only spend so much time in the middle of the damn ocean with nothing but popcultural detritus and his own thoughts to keep him company.

I took note of the captcha code to the thing, and recorded a digital flashsnap of its appearance through my photographic silicone memory canals. (AR)