WELCOME TO MY ACID DUNGEON.
My name is Finbar and Like Colonel Steve Austin, I have been rebuilt with advanced government technologies. Better. Stronger. Faster. I have the strength and weapons proficiencies of a Fighter, the intelligence of a Wizard-scientist, the spiritual wisdom of a Monk, the dexterity and stealth of a Thief, the constitution of a 100d20 Minotaur, and the charisma of a Movie Star. En toto, I am the world's greatest and humblest ninja/pirate that knows the difference between confidence and arrogance is that the former has a reason and the latter has none. I bring love, creativity and regeneration with my right hand but, wrath, destruction, and death sleep in my left waiting to be awoken by those foolish, persistent and desirous enough to do so. I will appear before (or behind) you when you least expect it, and most need it, and when I depart, you will remain behind, always wishing and hoping for more. I am an eclectic Jack of All Shadow Trades and The Hero with a Thousand Faces. Women want me, and men want to be like me. Fall to your prayers and shield your eyes.
Everytime I make a new friend, I die a little on the inside.
How is an ankle unlike a consequence?
An ankle is a body part and a consequence is not.
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 BRAINS, BATTLING THE BLAND, THE BOGUS, THE BENIGN. BEDLAM? BRING IT ON. BUT I BABBLE... BETTER TO BE BRIEF. YOU MAY CALL ME /B/.
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