Now that you've made it through my opening page of graphical nonsense. Welcome, and howdy campers, my name is Phaloola (well, not really, but we'll deal with that later) and I have a problem. I love tongues. I love the tongues of others. I have what you might call a This is a non-sexual websight (so don't you kiddies worry) dedicated to the admiration and worship of the body's loveliest muscle. I've been getting a few questions as to the actual purpose of this websight. Is it a parody? Is it satire? Is it a meaningless attempt to fill the void in my life? Yes, no, maybe, probably, I forget. Make it out to be what you want. It's my job to provide you entertainment, it's up to you to process it. Anyway, back to the happy 'lil intro. You may have noticed the floating head of Elton John following around your cursor, do not be alarmed, he won't hurt you (unless you beg him for it). I'm not an expert at this whole HTML phenomena yet, so you have to pretty much bare with me as we go along. It should be a strange and magical journey full of broken links, useless java, and over-used poorly made image maps. Also, I am proud to announce that my math teacher took some photos of me with his digital camera and they are now up and on my webpage in the BIO section. So, you can finally have my oh-so-lovely presence grace your screen (I am such a narcissist). So have a seat, and indulge yourself (and your tongue) in a healthy, little obsession.....
