Step 1: Challenge a teamster to an honest round of fisticuffs.

Step 2: Mutually approach your opponent arms raised to protect your face.

Step 3: Wake up (potentially in the hospital) at least a fair fraction of an hour later.

Step 4: Find out, dazed and confused, that you were concussed right before the fight proper initiated from the bludgeoning of a baseball bat upon your skull by a second teamster.

Step 5: Resolve to never fuck around again.

I got there about 10 years ago, a little after I graduated High School. I realized copyright was stupid before I ever really learned what capitalism is.

Nintendo aggressively pursues copyright claims, often spuriously.

Pun “quicksilver” Quick is living, Late is Dead. Ug.

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