Additionally, madam, I have to say something I keep meaning to say, but always forget to say it.
As you know, I myself, franksolich, am a freak. Normally and ideally formed in all ways excepting I was born without ears. The absence is covered up by the way I wear my hair, but one can't do anything about being deaf.
Okay, this happened because my mother used a certain bar of soap when she was pregnant with me.
One time, one 30-second hand-wash, was all it took.
Now, if I were a primitive, I'd always be whining and moaning and complaining--about greedy manufacturers of bars of soap, about how my mother hurt me because she wasn't careful, about how society should take care of me.
And I would deserve all the wrath and scorn and ridicule and mockery I'd get here.
Every day of my life since January 20, 2001, I've thanked God I wasn't born a primitive.