No hands like his, no future like his. There ain't many of them. This is VERY
rare occurance. Congratulations! You have found the chatter elder. His hands
work well when commanded by his will - not too often anyway. His mind is
clearer than Gods. He plays when he wants, and other times he just chats with
his imaginary friends.
There ain't reason, there ain't need, there ain't passion. There is nothing.
Zenor shouts 'I'm GAY GAY GAY IN A SPECIAL WAY!'
Typhos nods at you.
Tikku quacks ':D:D:D:D.'
Tume tells you ':DDD'
Info: Tikku wrote a new blog entry....