This was originally written back in 2002 as the 47th in a series of silly little essays that I called "Random Roars", first posted at a message board called The Icy Boards, then later at my dead website. Through the magic of archive.org (since I was too lazy to turn on the other computer and find my 3.5" floppy that I stored them all on), I found the Roar and edited it a little so that it would flow easier, make more sense continuity-wise, and I even found a five-and-a-half year old typo that I corrected.

This was one of the few Roars that was also an original work of fiction. It was originally meant to be a satire, but now I consider it surrealist. Most of the rest of the Roars were essays making fun of stuff, or poking fun at myself, and I'm not very proud of them. This was probably one of my favourites, and I still like it to this day.


© 2002, 2008 CW Tyger