Sooo....this is how it all began. Right after then. Tripping in and out of sold escapades. A few were embarking on miraculous moments of dream intuition pertaining to the most mundane of rituals......introducing one's self. Convoluted, no? Oh hedgehogs and mortar frogs! What a day for a schism, I always say. To barnacles with fluffy delusions of coherent pantomime. Guzzle and take not this business of prophesy so lightly.....quitely, silly.