I don't know how The Maddening turned into this kind of neurolinguistic mental masturbation tribe, but I guess if I'm supposedly moderating it, it was likely to have happened. More recently, I've taken in interest in the fine-falutin' language of Shakespeare- I never thought it would come to this. It started with the lost articles of Billy Bob Flakespheare, was infected by my alien probe transmogrificating into If Shakespeare were an Alien, and more recently seen my return, or rather, discovery of the air-apparent zest of pseudo-classicism. I'd like to dedicate this post to Billy Bob Flakesphere himself. I'm especially interested in the tribe's discovery of more hypenated words since the cunnilinguistic dicktionary didn't include a lot of those..... at any rate- the fancier and the more fucked up- the better.....