My tag line says it all, though it just occurred to me that the said tagline makes me sound like a short and balding pissed off solider that got done over by "pussy politics."

I can ensure that I am an abnormally tall red headed teenager that is still pissed that i did not have ANY say in my country's leader.

As said above i live in Australia, a place, that several of this fine site's articles have pointed out, seems to be a clusterfuck of deadly animals. Well, i can ensure you predominately north american readers and writers. WE DON'T HAVE FUCKING BEARS. Though, then i do remember that you guys have fully legal flame throwers and mini-guns( side note here; seriously what the fuck) whereas us Australians only have knives which may or may not be... knives, and of course the police have decided to crack down on these mysterious stabby things that protect us from dingo stealing babies, or something i'm to young for that particular stereotype defining event.

Jesus Christ i fuck about.

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