He returns!
Wonderchicken returns, brethren and sistren! He returns! Dance dervish, and spill the blood of politicians in tribute and walleyed joy!
Damnitall, I thought this time he’d really made it, broken free of the addiction of textareas and “862 unread items.” Welcome back to the Pit. God damn it’s good to have you back.
I danced. Yes, indeedy. I danced.
I’m beginning to think that none of us ever really leaves; we simply go on hiatus.