This is called the homepage by some. Does it feel like home? It doesn’t really feel like home does it…
There, now if that’s not home, I don’t know what is…LLAICFAPML (Laughing Like An Ice Cube Fan And Picking My Bellybutton Lint).
Now that we’re settled, why don’t we take a look at some of the fine works of MaulPartin.
Why don’t they make brown cars anymore?
In all seriousness though, this is in all seriousness. I am so serious my vision has turned inside out and then back again, flipping like a coin in outer space, forever spinning through the universe like a Reptar blowup doll filled with N2O.
Get Smart, Be Cool, And Take Edvil for Deadaches (Boof if you please).