A large gigantic portion of the groundwork upon which I live my life was
laid forth by three kids whom I never met, yet it felt like they were my best friends. One of them passed away today. And with him, a little bit of everything. It's the saddest of dayz. "I cuss and I grab my nuts. Got a six-fingered ring that says 'Excuse Our Dust.'"--Adam MCA Yauch.