I shouldn't be allowed on the internet.
Not because I contribute to the daily three-ring circus of perversion.
But because I'm one of the voyeurs that takes it all in and drinks it up like the anti-freeze from the garage.
Gay. Gaymer. Singer. Other things.
I don't know what any sort of higher deities were thinking when it was decided it was my time to be brought unto the Earth.
But I'm paying them back tenfold by being insufferably eccentric.