I favor humor that makes people uncomfortable. If I had children, I'd probably still love the Lulz more than them. Making people hopelessly miserable and self concious is quite possibly my favorite past time. I heavily chainsmoke chesterfields to better cope with looming insanity, inflicted ofcourse by the walking plague I mistakingly surround myself with, and will most likely die young of Cancer, ravaging its way through my body like Nazi's through poland. That is me. Good day to you sir.