Those of you who send me nice e-mail are my friends. Unfortunately, most people would rather bitch at me. This is for them.

I thought I'd take this time to engage in some Q&A, You should probably read this before you send me some irate E-mail, to see if someone else has already sent me some irate email about your issue. Now then:

Q: Whats up with you?

A: I need some context.

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Q: El'Jonson, is that Spanish or something?

A: No, it's from Warhammer 40,000. Lion El'Jonson (The Lion, Son of the Forest), primarch of the Dark Angels and savior of Caliban. And for the record I'm Porteguese. Call me Spanish again and I'll hunt you down and beat you senseless. And before anyone else from Portugal thinks about asking, It's San George, in the Azores Islands. Mainlanders suck.

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Q: I read your journal...

A: WTF? I like toast.

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Q: I was reading your stories, and I just have one question: Are you a moron?

A: The answer to that mostly depends on my mood. Right now...Fuck you.

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Q: Sa1amand3rz ar3 w3ak d00d!

A: Um, no, the new paint scheme isn't so hot, but the list is fine. Dont believe me? Come play with me and my friends and I can give you some of Vulkan's Most Righteous Thunder Hammer Mojo. Oh, and K3w1 Sp3ak - isnt.

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Q: Dark Angels and Salamanders? You have a pain fetish? Do you ever win?

A: Yeah, a lot. maybe theres more to the game than the Kraftworlds and Beardmasters of Baal. Like, oh, strategy? I play the Salamanders because people think they suck. It's only -1 initave. Get over it.oh, and get a real army.

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Q: Marchment? Thats a sick joke, right? Your treating the fuckhead like a hero.

A: Yes. The Man is...The Man. One of the better defensemen around. Let me guess, your a Dallas fan, yes? You Dallas fans, I swear, always whining and complaining "Oh! Someone looked at Modano funny!" "Aghhhh! Niewendyk got hit!" "Ohhh! EEEEEE!!!" Thats cute coming from some gimpy fucks who's team features a man famous for a) attempting to bribe the police with "One billion dollars." and b) Blaming his glove for bad plays. Yeah, right. Fuck off, at least you dont hear us complaining.

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Q: Kosh?

A: *you are not yet ready to understand understanding*

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Q: You seem a little odd, have you considered therapy to bring you back to normal?

A: WTF? Does this have to do with me running a page of unchecked aggression by lashing out at people who lash out? Or maybe my obsession with shooty little men? Geez people, you have to be specific. Context. Say it with me: "Con-text."

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Q: Is that really an email from Joe Starkey?

A: Yes, You think I'd make that up?

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Q: I like your jacket, did you do that yourself?

A: Some, I lack any real talent at drawing so parts of it were painted by others.

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Q: Your weird.

A: Fuck off.