A cunning plan forms in my mind…
I shall befriend Flavin and earn his trust through simplistic physics advice. Once i have control over his thoughts he shall become my own personal attack-dog.
If anyone messes with me, i tell Flavin that they:
a) work for Yumetech
b) don’t like VRML
c) don’t like naked ping-pong
His rage unleashed, Flavin will assault the wrongdoer with a righteous onslaught of bizarre diction and mind-bending leaps of logic! None will be able to withstand the random changes of font!
All will tremble before me!
MUWHAHAHAHAHA!
…
or it could just be getting late…
