Well, at his arraignment last week it was revealed that Paul Addis was driven mad by his vericose veins. Yes, loopy, wacky, elevator doesn't go all the way up to the top, batty, goofy, a few cards short of a deck crazy. So, it is time for the community to step forward and do the right thing by PA (and don't tell him that his initials are a code for a Prince Albert--in his suggestible state he may go out and get one) and buy him some support socks. That way, when next year's burn comes, he will be happy, healthy and not itching for attention as he was this August.
Any additional funds will be donated to the Warthog Sociaty.
Lose your legs--Become a merit badge.
Remember, you're just a make-believe soldier in an artificial army.
"So many people have so little clue and there's only a finite amount of patience in the world!" --International Incident.