Yeah. Melkir did that. Ok.
I meant no offense, merely that when I left, he was the top dawg spewing forth his dream..
As well as a particularily memorable post about the limits of sexual conduct. I clearly remember 'Standing in the cold wet rain topless, your nipples able to cut glass as you fire off your newest polymer finish sport rifle; the shine of your ultra-tight spray on pleather pants enhancing your bu.." You get the idea.
You remember that post Melkir? *Chalked that up to Epic Memory status*