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Totally Random Crimson Fact Number Three-Hundred:
"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."
Might I suggest you visit Scott Lesser and visiting netcowboy.
Want more spew? Here's a list of my latest video games.
And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:
Some years ago, a bright young student met a master by a large tree. "Oh Master," said the student, "How do I come to know true knowledge?" The master struck the student twelve times with a stick. With that, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.
Cheers,
joe