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How many lost souls muddle through life without the
 invaluable services of a selfless Editor to guide 
and correct them on their true path?  I suspect that,
 midway through life's journey, you would find
 yourself lost without a Virgil such as Myself to
 apply a firm hand on the tiller.  Would you 
actually prefer to have every ill-thought-out 
 Ejaculation that you spew forth to be left there, 
staining both the Internet and your Self, for ever
 after?  Would you?
  
Or would you rather have a silent daemon-like Editor
 always there to pull in the reigns when you become, 
well, face it: incontinent.  When you, fucking annoy people!!!
  
I am here to make you look good.  And don't I?  Don't 
 you look %1000 better becuase I was here to mop up after
 your little sins?
  
Without me, you would go blind.
 
  I do, I do, I do --Bikini Kill
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