Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: Omicron Persei 8 (Ohio)
I use both (and others). It occurs to me I type-laugh as much and as awkwardly as I do in speech.
I fly the beast made of steel,
Thick knives that cut the night,
Gas tank is filled with vengeance,
Machine guns shooting spite,
Can't find the thing that makes this,
Thing take a hard turn right,
I follow where it leads me,
Blind bats with wings of might,
You, will most likely die,
From the hands of my arm,
When I come and fly and,
Take off your face,
With the front of my hatredcopter.