matthew broderick can eat a bag o’ dicks

Yes indeed, kiddies! We’ve got a new contact form up and running, so now you may give unto us your firstborn seed all the love and adoration you’ve been saving up. Also this means that your e-mails are more likely to be seen now that they’re not fighting my inbox, as it is typically filled with love-notes from cash-rich Nigerian princes who want to sell me dick pills for horses via iTunes. I may be wrong, but I think the Cap’n has been using my e-mail address again….

Well, a contact form isn’t much of a post, and I feel bad that I teased you with Godzilla. So as a make-good, here’s a rap song about everyone’s favorite radioactive city-smasher:

Didn’t like that? Too bad! But at least now you can yell at us about it.

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