The Undiscovered Mays
 

I've never trusted Billy Mays, and I never will. I could never forgive him for the death of my boy.

And so the Retard God stooped down into project1999.com/forums
Mocking all those who dared to wield Logic or Reason
With his spittle and farts, God made Sign
Which might be tracked by those with eyes to see...

Look for B.owel M.ovement
You will know him by the clean breath of fresh air
Which he will hawk as a falcon
Recognize him by the Great Volume of Sheer and Total Nonsense
Look upon him and quake;
for his works are mighty

I wanna know how Monty was able to strap a saddle onto Billy Mays' coattails.