Post #331173 by woofmutt on Sat, Sep 8, 2007 8:37 AM

...As in the time of Arweriar the troubled seas again groan and send forth one who has walked beneath their waves. He arrives on winds like dragon breath, heavy with the scent of blood, the skies ringing with the cries of the conquered. The sands shift and proclaim his name...A fierce and heartless ruler he makes a throne of death and rum from which he pierces the souls of his enemies and perfects his Navy Grog recipe. His vision will be corrected and his name will be Tekoteko... Loosely translated from the minor prophecies of Fanaticus Major.

What a difference a year makes! At the bright young age of 26 Tekoteko has fulfilled the above prophecy and built his kingdom-o-hell in the South, many of us are dead, dyin', or damned, and it's pretty clear that there's gonna be some sorta major rivers-of-blood battle fer the West coast around Christmas. Also the fall TV season looks like it sucks.