The WeSuckian Epoch is over.
Emerging into the new period blinking and basking in the warm glow of satisfaction, knowing that we now have proof that we don't really suck, we just couldn't get a break the last few days.
the Fanz, busy not sucking...
Down out of the trees, we continue along our evolutionary Homo anadromous path towards salmonid enlightenment. Walking erect, clutching and waving sticks, and drawing crude fish images on our cave walls, we enter the dawn of a new era.
That is, until we suck again.