Lord knows I'm not the "squeeee"ing type, save when kittens are involved. Then I'm a-gush, and without restraint.

There are some events, however, that strain what my brain can call awesome, and reach a new horizon, a metaverse where I can be found alone, shaking and cackling with the classic mad scientist glee.

Today was such an occasion.

"How?" some of you are doubtlessly asking.

This is how:



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Today was the day I discovered that Herbert West & the Question are the same fucking dude.
Phew.I think God just teabagged me.

I have a hat, and today, it's off to one Jeffrey Combs. :)