Joe's Perpetually Fluctuating World-Wide-Weirdness

Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas

-Virgil


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Rather Obvious Joe Fact Number Seven-Hundred and Fourty:
He is angry at humanity for not living up to its potential.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

Go check out info I've found interesting in various RSS feeds.

Want more spew? There's something about Church names that stick in my head...

And as a parting shot, one of those insufferable Saturday Morning toy advertizements:

Just in time for Yom Kippur:
 Hat for Contract Disputing General Destruction!
From Parker Aunts's Fire Ant-League series. 

Cheers,
joe