If you are reading this, not only are you the President of the United States, but I'm sorry. You have stumbled upon the most godawful piece of shit I could describe, though I choose not to out of the sake of my soul. This weblog is a perfect example of actual fecal matter for show-and-tell. It's terrible. It's worse than the Holocaust.
Don't read it. Trust it from me. I, Allison myself, won't even read it a second time. If you're a liberal in North America this will probably make you want to vomit almost as if you were a Lutheran reading this piece of shit. Seriously, just go away now. Unless you play DnD, just knowing of this website will make you a pathetic virgin whose masturbatory fantasies have the tendency usually involve slash-type shit that culminates in ejaculation, as well as Captain James T. Kirk throwing a flaming Stan Lee dressed in Spider-Man's outfit (while masturbating) and Stripperella's double-ententes (did I mention the fact that he was masturbating?) dipped into a PCP-like substance mistaken by Stan Lee to actually be PCP, until he was informed that he had consumed lethal amounts of the element krypton, which, while stoned on morphine later that day caused him to realize that HE was Superman (yes, there is an actual element that is called krypton that makes you sick if exposed its unstable, radioactive isotopes and probably kills you when too much of it is inhaled, because it's heavier than the air we breathe - kinda makes you wonder why Stan Lee didn't make Superman's Achilles' Heel the actual element that is called krypton, eh?).
...in retrospect after rereading that last bit of banter, I'm surprised to have gotten any dates at all in high school. I feel like kicking my OWN ass!
-@llison
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