Looks like the old crew I used to hang with, got a little rough so I packed my war axe, some souvenir sculls and a small ration of rotted, raw, rat, and of I went one night, never looked back. (I was to busy pissing my armour, the very same I cursed for making such noise as I tried to quietly make my eksodus. Knowing full well what fate awaits a deserter, linking your brain to television commersials and fox news for as long as the machinery, hardware and various lifesupport systems is maintained and running). Seriously, poor joke aside, amazing work. Love it. U are the shit. Keep it up.