It’s been a long road, whazzmaster, and a lot of you have been here for awhile. You shook off your boots and stared in wonderment at countless unimaginable poker hands gone awry and for some god-knows-why reason decided to stay awhile. Was it my rapier wit? Pictures of an absinthe-drunk Scientist falling down in Mission Ale House? The stevemisracksucks.com saga? My madd photoshopping skills?
I’m so sorry.
I’d like to class up the joint a bit and I’ve got some idears, but they’re not quite ready for primetime yet. Plus, you jerks would probably wreck it anyway. In any case, I’ll be pushing tetris blocks behind the scenes, young jeezy, and you can bet your ass that when I get a Four-Row-Special that shit’ll go bling-blung. Until then feel free to amuse yourself. And if, by the grace of god I ever finish my special project, and no one is left to see it… fine, I’ll go get new friends.
— A whole new world/A new fantastic point of view/No one to tell us no/Or where to go/Or say we’re only dreaming