Right. So...someone want to go ahead and tell me what's going on? Because that would be pretty good right about now.

Don't wike this.


[OOC: OMG you guys are killing my email!]

Huh.

Don't tell me I hopped the Vortex-Express again.

And another new universe.

So, where am I now?

Wil? Kyo? Tree?

I think this sums it up.

Whitey, whitey, whitey, whitey.... OH! Good morning, President Obama.

And yet, still, I'm head over heels for Abraham Lincoln.

Does someone want to tell me what in the hell is going on?

I'm not dead again, am I?

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