Whenever I see words from the source of "kingzog", there's something appetizing about making a response. His thoughts are a fruit ripe on the vine, yearning for juicy reviews to be made in the form of a bite. There is nothing about this fruit that is hard to digest.
Like a red sun-baked strawberry, anything "kingzog" provides worthy of resisting the tooth is so small that it would be swallowed. Anything resembling a challenging idea is stuck in a seed of inferior scale. The rest is fleshy and s
