When I was younger somewhere along the line, my mom said I shouldn't stare at the sun. I'm not sure if I had been doing this to warrant the warning or not. I still snuck and did it occassionally up until the cats father told me it was insane. I got an email, today about a system of starring at the sun for longer and longer periods of time until you advance to 40 minutes, then you will never need to do it again or ever need to eat again, because it is so nourishing and fullfilling. I read something similar in a comic book from which I have recieved much wisdom. Being the shortest day of the year, the sun has already retreated though, so I suppose I will make some dinner instead. I learned the other day you should only eat the flesh of gods, greys or other aliens whilst hiding in a hole. Of course I would not hunt one down, but should I happen upon a crash site I am going to try this. If you survive past the second day you will experience sickness, rash and a sort of molting, but I hear that after that it is quite a rewarding experience.





FYI- I hear they taste like copper
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