I admit it Brandon, I missed you. You're like a virus that spreads illness, ill-will and chaos around this place. Sort of like Herpes, I guess.

And every once in a while you get off a good one-liner.

It's all self-serving on your part of course, but since you've embraced your gay for pay past and all your past foibles why don't you hang around more whenever you hack a free wi-fi password?