Hello. I'm not Mr. Ed. Nor am I Mr. Rogers, Mr. Smith, Mr. Clean,

or Mr. Whiffle. I, in fact, have no commercial ties whatsoever... yet.

Just wait until you begin to see my magnificent figure pasted on

everything from t-shirts to coffee mugs to sporks. Yes, sporks.

Why put my image on sporks, you ask? Because I can. It's that simple.

Oh yes, I'm also evil. No, I am not Satanic, nor am I anti-Satanic.

That is not my definition of evil. My definition of evil is closer to

mischievous or something like that. However, this does not mean that

I will not say 'kvack' at you and cause your head to explode. I will.

I'm merely resting right now. Now go away before I send my minions

after you!
Since 01/09/98, people have been kvacked at.


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