Well, okay. Better...Did I mention I have Kimblee hands?!
I swear, the people in the afternoon classes were doing some kind of undetectable airborn dope. I am so out of it. XD I've been running around screaming "SPLODEY!" and laughing maniacally all afternoon, whilst habitually tensing and flexing my hands at people and smirking insanely while plotting how to blow them up. I am NOT ZOLOF J. KIMBLEY. I'd like my brain to acknowledge this.
I didn't even put the symbols on the right hands! I screwed that up too! THE CRESCENT MOON IS ON THE LEFT HAND YOU TWIT! -Slams head against desk-