The Legal Shit:
(It must be important, it got
a bigger font.)
1) The first rule of the legal shit: we
do not talk about the legal shit.
2) The second rule of the legal shit:
I can't say it or Brad Pitt will track me down.
3) The third rule of the legal shit:
I do not know Mr. Elfman, or in fact any of the people portrayed on this
webpage. I don't know of their respective orientations or love lives, and
I don't claim to. That ain't my business. I barely even keep track of myself
most of the time. Thusly, none of this is even remotely true. Not even
a smidgen. Sorry.
4) The fourth rule of the legal shit:
As the language used this far could probably tell you, this is not a family
site. There is nasty dirty butt-sex and boy-kissing and foul language sprinkled
all through-out these pages. Read the labels. If it says 'NC-17' and you're
only 12, don't read it. Or do read it, but don't send your parents after
me because you ignored the ratings and got caught. Likewise, if you ignore
the slash warning and come whining to me that your eyeballs melted at the
first contact with that damned gay stuff... sorry. Not my problem. I'll
just have to point and laugh at you.
5) The fifth rule: we do not talk about
the legal shit. (Incognito!)
And
I'm spent. Get back in there!