Normally, the marching orders around here read something like this, "We must move forward, not backward, upward not forward, and always twirling, twirling..." Meaning that there is no time to ruminate on the past, fresh meat is out there, go shoot it. However, the above image was buried deep within the gallery of the Postfather's Insano Edo ditty. And this is just too damn good to stay buried. And finally, if the universe is in fact a good place, it's made of carbon fiber.
Kinja is in read-only mode. We are working to restore service.