Guilty, actually. I am truly a nature child. An evil one, but nevertheless, at one with the pain (and shit shoveling) of the world. I can stand in an open field and tell you what the weather will be for the next two weeks. I can also fiddle with mechanical stuff, I know what purple gas is and I hate dogs (unless they're my dogs), but I hate turkeys worse.
G/NG: has gone too far with a joke. Pushed the limits. Opened the envelope, so to speak.