Very cool, and I'll check it out. I have a Twitter account, but only because I needed something to do sign-ins, so it's just a ghost in the void. And my humorous bent almost went of the rails at "fiction-writing safety instructor". That could be a comedy gold mine right there. For what it's worth, my mind immediately…

The spam was a perfect clone of a lead-in to an African damsel-in-distress scam, which I'm sure would follow post-haste if you were to reply via the email account given. I saw several of those in my in-box a couple of years ago. It's interesting that they're starting to show up here, though.

Fair enough. Lifeguarding it is, then, and I'll leave the sword to you. There must be priories, after all. :-)

Put a sword in my hand and I forget all about me except the direction forward. It is my curse.

I sit in a new country a bit distant from the old countries of my families, but I still feel very close to them. We are very close together by boat-ride, and I am happy to be an oarsman.

Fuck flying. If you don't have time to plan out a boat ride, then you're not living life right. Just my opinion, of course. :-)

Thank you for this post, Benjamin. Nice job, seriously.

To be fair, the mask for Michael Keaton (all others are blasphemy! Except Adam West's, of course) was quite good, I thought. Also, I think having a powerful jaw is important in a superhero. *I remember back in my high school days when "Old Jaw-Head" was my nickname.

Indeed.

Because you're a sick, sick bastard, that's why.

I'm pleased to be of service. May you have a happy 2013. :-)

America.

SO very well done. Stick around, trollol.

Pew pew! And Happy New Year. :-)

e. coli will do that to you. I can deal with simple diarrhea, but my system's not equipped to deal with dysentery. Mongolian and Northern Chinese food is safe, though.

Indeed. That's going to be some hard wizardry right there.

What they said. It is. You can thank /b/ for the meme, as usual. :-)

Oh, god, I'm dying over here. So very, very well done. In honour of the Old Days, a heart for you, good sir/madam. I go off now to weep with laughter unashamed.

My ekranoplan chef told me that vodka was good for me, and also that that was the reason the damn thing couldn't actually fly. За твоё здоровье!

Holy crap. Thank you so much for that. I am in awe, good sir.