Milambar
Mr. Drama

Bam, to behold, a public bulletin board. Built of both brilliance and barbarity, by bastards with boners. This bastion, no mere bulwark of boredom is a brutal barrage of blistering bullshit. Barely benevolent, but behind the bigotry and boobs, beyond the bitter broadcasts of bragging buffoons, here be the body politic. A brotherhood of blasphemy, blessed with more balls than brain. Battling the bland, the bogus, the benign bedlam. Bring it on. But I babble.

Better to be brief. You may call me /B/.


You're so ugly, when you ask for sex, even your fist says "Not tonight, I have a headache."