Drago Urza > Wow I step away for just a sec and the butthurt train has straight blown through the stop and into a bus of carebears.



Our Bob, Who are in wormholes,

Hallowed be thy J-Tag,

Thy system effect come,

Thy sigs be scanned,

In statics as they are in home,

Give us this day our daily content,

And forgive us our carebearing,

As we cleanse those who carebear in turn,

Lead us not into K-Space,
But deliver us from Local,
For thine is the unknown,
The Tears, and the Salt,
For ever and ever,