The ham have been sent to damnation
 

I've heard the screams of the fallen souls and the war songs sang aloud by the ham but fear not, all is well. The creator has woken from his slumber and cast the ham out of this world and into the sun. Rejoice; sing the songs of love for the ham will never dabble in our mad soup again. The trees may still be laughing at our ignorance and their famous defiling of all that is pure, but without the ham they have nothing. They have shown their true colors and the ground has rejected their poison. The clouds have lifted, the creator has smiled, enjoy is the lesson. Sleep well children of netphoria for now science is our only enemy.

'Excuse me, Mr. Local Crack Dealer. I'll have what he's on.'

Sorry, man.... we don't carry "motherfucking crazy."

Oh, and that's Mrs. crack dealer. :cool:

great sig, what's that from? Did you lose anyone to the ham? Need to talk? I'm here if you need me