Captains log, StarDate 2008: Are numbers dwendel... As of the time I write this, we are getting ready to set sail. A crayzee Laffrican by the name of E., and myself, Laffo. Shall we ever be seen again? Will we just vanish into what so many people call a myth? A legend? A gorilla in the myst? Or will we be PunkoMatic legends, living the high life in zimbabwe. I just don't know. But from what I have seen from E.'s talents, I can leech off him, and gain some easy mon'ehhh. This writing session must come to a close, for we most perform the ceremonial tribal dance before we set out to the Laffrican Repulic of Egypt: Homeland of Maddo. We must find our lost brother before it is too late! - Signed the 3rd of January, by the dro drinking ramen eating boys of the tribe~