Maya and Salvador materialized into the frigid air of the Tundra Express. Maya shivered as she started up Zero's scanner. "Ugh. I hate the cold."

"You're gonna love Pandoran winters, then," Salvador said, grinning. "Years of cold weather everywhere."

"In that case, I'm going to be one of two places: Wam Bam Island, or off-planet." The scanner finished booting, and Maya examined the screen. "Okay, there we go. I'm getting a read on the ion signature. Hm." She frowned. "It's not as clear as we need. It looks like we need to get a little closer."

"Closer? To a point in the sky?"

"Yep."

"How much closer? Ten feet? Twenty? As far as you can throw me while I hold the scanner up?"

"Nothing so simple, I'm afraid," Maya said. "This thing's range is pretty good, but we're going to need at least two or three hundred feet of altitude." She looked at him. "We need a buzzard."

Salvador grinned. "And the only place to get one is a bandit camp. That means we'll have to fight our way through a camp and steal one." He pulled his second minigun and grinned ferally. "I'm so disappointed."

"Well, try not to let your 'disappointment' slow you down," Maya advised, pulling out her SMG. "The readings I can get show that we don't have too long to get a good scan on that trail. Let's- behind you!"

Maya didn't even have time to raise her weapon. She shouted her warning, and then the slavering, misshapen, vicious looking thing hurled itself at Salvador from the canyon wall, an earsplitting shriek rending the air-

A shriek that ended prematurely as Sal's gunfire scissored the creature in half. The bits fell to the ground, smoking and oozing. He blew the smoke from his barrel and looked at Maya playfully. "You were saying?"

"Fine, next time I'll let it pounce on you first." She bent over, looking at the bizarre remains. "What is it?"

"Whatever it is, it's got friends!" Salvador yelled. "Incoming!"

Maya's head snapped up in time to see a wave of skittering horrors coming towards them, racing up from all over the Express. Instinctively, she flicked her hand. A few of the creatures were snagged by the gravity wave, and several more yanked back by the miniature singularity. The rest poured on, an unrelenting tide of insectoid bodies.

Fortunately, this tide could be held back by gunfire.

Maya and Salvador's fire washed over the encroaching horde, shredding bodies and turning the snow florescent with the various fluids of the targets. The creatures shrieked as they died, but more came, trampling each other in their eagerness to reach the Vault Hunters.

Then, it stopped.

The halt of the creatures was as abrupt as their attack. The swarm simply turned away and skittered off into the Tundra, out of sight and range.

Maya blinked sweat out of her eyes and rose out of the kneeling position she hadn't even realized she'd dropped into. "What the...? Where are they going?"

"Dunno," Salvador said. "Guess we're just too much for 'em, no?"

Maya looked around, and felt her heart sink. "That's not the only thing we were too much for." The fast travel station was in ruins, its circuits strewn all over the ground. The holographic display was out, and its exposed innards were sparking. Maya sighed as she examined it. "Well, this is one station we're not getting home with."

"That... that wasn't me, was it?" Salvador asked sheepishly.

"Call it a team effort," she said wryly. "There are definitely some of my bullet holes here, too."

Salvador sighed. "Could be worse. There's still the station in the farmhouse basement, at least."

Before Maya could answer, the thunder of explosions rippled through air, and their ECHOs crackled to life. [Come and get it, suckas!]

"Tina!"

Both Hunters started sprinting across the field, heading for their friend's home. "Tina! Tina, can you hear me?!" Maya shouted. "What's going on?!"

[Hey, girlfriend!] Tina's voice was peppy enough, but they still caught the undercurrent of strain. [It looks like Madame von Bartlesby finally decided to get even! She sent her servants after me!]

Salvador ripped off a few shots, obliterating a stray creature. "Chica, are you sayin' these are varkids?"

[Hell yes, they're varkids! And whatever you do, don't let 'em morph!]

They rounded the corner near the varkid ranch, and skidded to a halt. "Uh... that could be a problem."

There were about forty undulating, swelling pods blocking their path.

[Kill 'em, shawty! Blow those bitches away!]

The panic in Tina's voice galvanized them into action. Their fire raked across the pods, shredding a cluster of the fluid-filled sacs.

Unfortunately, they only got a handful before the rest burst.

Maya had seen varkid mutation, both natural and artificial, before. Even under the best circumstances, it wasn't pretty. These... were not the best of circumstances.

The things that hatched from these warped varkid pods were nightmarish horrors, all legs and wings and fangs, twice the size of standard adult varkids... and they were all headed straight for them. The air flashed and Maya hurled a singularity, but this time, it barely slowed their advance. Even worse, their guns didn't seem to be doing any damage. The varkids just shrugged off the fire and kept coming, their slavering jaws clacking in menace.

"Maya, DROP!"

She knew that tone. There was just enough time before Maya threw her arms over her head to see Salvador pull both his biggest rocket launchers.

"EAT LEAD, PENDEJOS!"

When she looked up after the roars and shockwaves had subsided, all that was left were a few smoldering remains and a lot of craters. "Nice work," she said, a little uneasily.

"Too bad it was a one-off," Salvador grunted. "Those little bastards took all my rockets."

"Worry about that later," Maya admonished, scrambling up. "Tina's still in trouble!"

Another volley of explosions resounded through the Express. "Least she's still fighting!" Salvador laughed. "Kid's got spirit!"

They came to the path that led to Tina's cave and stared in disbelief. "Apparently," Maya finally managed, "kid also had a ton of ammo."

Tina had defended her home with the ferocity of a junkyard dog. Varkid body parts were strewn everywhere, blast marks covered nearly all the surrounding area, and there were several fires burning merrily away.

"Sup, suckas?" Tina waved to them from the entrance to her cave. She was leaning heavily on the wall and breathing hard, her face covered in soot and varkid blood. Lying at her feet, barrel still smoking, was the biggest assault rifle they'd ever seen. "You just missed the end of the party!"

"Are you alright?" Maya asked, hurrying over and checking for wounds. "Did any of them get you?"

"Naaaah, they's just a buncha pushovers," Tina said with forced nonchalance. "Good thing Mr. Torgue sent me this sweetheart, though." She tapped the rifle with her foot. "And Princess Fluffybutt helped turn away a few of the more rude gentleman callers."

Salvador cast an appreciative eye over the gun, but kept both his weapons aimed in either direction. "Got another one of those?"

"Sorry, girl, just the one, and it's empty," Tina sighed. "And I lost my ammo machine in the raid. Good thing those bugs ran off when they did."

"What happened up here?" Maya asked. "Do you have any idea what made them change like that?"

"Ain't just them," Tina said, collapsing to the ground. "It started like an hour ago, crazy gunfire in the bandit camps. They usually shoot each other up at least once a day, but this was worse. I heard yelling, and snuck out to take a look." She hugged her knees and suddenly looked very young. "Something... happened to 'em. Half of 'em were all warped and twisted, and they were tearing up the rest of them."

"And then the varkids mutated?" Maya asked grimly.

Tina nodded jerkily. "They started swarming out of their nests like that. Some of them died fast, but others just kept changing. Some weren't even changed, but they got eaten by the ones that were. They..." she swallowed hard and pressed on. "They went after the bandits next. Then they came after me."

"Nice job fending them off," Salvador said encouragingly. "Real badass work."

"They ran away," Tina shrugged. "Not sure why."

"We're not waiting around to find out," Maya said, standing. "We're getting you out of here now."

"What's the plan?" Salvador asked. "Head for the farmhouse?"

Maya nodded. "Have to, with the other fast travel station out. We'll get Tina to Sanctuary from there, and then we keep going to the buzzard academy."

"Wait, what?" Tina looked shocked. "You're staying?"

"We've got a mission to finish," Maya said grimly. "Someone broke into Sanctuary last night. He abducted Gaige, almost killed Brick, and we need to get airborne in order to track his ship. Once we get you out-"

"No!"

Both adults looked at her in surprise. "It's not safe, Tina," Maya insisted. "We have to get you out of here!"

"Then take me on the buzzard!" Tina insisted. "If some punkass bitch kidnapped my homegirl and ganked my boy, I'm gonna help you find his sorry butt! Now take me with you!"

Salvador grinned. "We always knew the kid had spirit."

"Too much, sometimes." Maya looked at Tina's set-in-stone expression and sighed, recognizing a losing fight when she saw one. "Okay, then. You up to running?"

Tina grinned, a little of her usual cheerful fire showing through the exhaustion and dirt on her face. "You know it, shawty! Let's haul!"

"Up we go, then." Maya grabbed Tina's hand and pulled the girl to her feet. "Keep close to the train tracks, Sal," Maya instructed. "There aren't as many nests by them. Maybe they'll be clearer than anything else."

Salvador nodded and trotted to the left, heading between the boulders that flanked Tina's cave. "At least Tina probably cleared that hive when- oh, blech." He slammed to a halt, leveling his guns.

The whole area in front of the train station compound was teeming with varkids, but they were ignoring the three humans. Instead, they had fallen on each other, biting and tearing at one another with reckless abandon. There didn't seem to be any allegiances, no organization, no coordination between the creatures. The insects were just killing each other.

They weren't the smaller larval forms, either. The entire battling swarm was made of the larger, incredibly bullet-resistant adult types. As they watched in fascinated disgust, several varkid pods in the center of the melee burst, spewing even bigger, more vicious forms. Triple the size of the larvals, and nearly half again as large as a normal badass varkid, these new ones instantly rejoined the fray, devouring their smaller kin as fast as they could.

"Third stage morphs," Maya whispered. "They look... different."

"They look tougher," Salvador noticed. "And healthier. Not so much leaking around the edges."

"Is this why they ran off?" Maya wondered in fascinated revulsion. "So they could fight and kill each other? So they could force themselves to evolve?"

Tina had clamped onto Maya's hand very tightly. "We gotta go. We gotta go now."

Maya shook her head, trying to focus. "Right. Keep following those tracks, Sal. We're definitely not getting in the front door, but maybe we can bypass the whole mess if we go around the back."

"You sure?" Salvador asked, a trifle wistfully. "There's so many targets..."

"Gaige, Sal."

"Right, sorry." He got moving.

For the first time, luck was with them. The varkid nests near the train tracks were empty. From the sheer volume of the insect's high pitched shrieks echoing around them, it sounded like all the inhabitants were clustered at Tundra Express' interior battling each other.

"Next stop on this tour of the Tundra Express, Buzzard Academy," Salvador grunted. "Tina, are there any bandits left?"

Tina shuddered. "Hope not. They reminded me of... stuff." She rubbed at her eyes savagely. "They're better off dead."

Maya took Tina's hand again. "Come on. The sooner we're airborne, the better."

Things were mercifully empty as they ran towards the bandit settlement. As they reached the narrow entrance to the compound, Salvador slowed to a walk and motioned for the girls to stop. They waited as he poked his head in, then waved them forward. "Looks clear. Where's the buzzard control center?"

"Third floor, near missile repair," Tina said, looking around uneasily.

"Hang on, sweetie," Maya reassured her. "We won't be in here long."

"nEw pReSEnTs?!"

Tina shrieked.

Maya whirled around, shoving the girl behind her and firing reflexively. As she spun, she had a brief impression of a twisted, misshapen form lurching towards them on two bent limbs, skin cracked and streaming. Then her weapon ignited the target, and for the first time, fire made her enemy easier to look at.

It also, fortunately, killed fast. The warped goliath fell to the ground, but another misshapen mass of humanity threw itself out of a nearby building, staggering towards them. Maya shifted her fire, and heard Salvador open up behind her-

"They're coming from all sides!" he yelled. "We're surrounded!"

"Not for long!" Maya's tattoo's flashed, the air surged, and suddenly the scattered half dozen maimed bandits were clustered around one of their levitating, mutilated comrades. Salvador spun, tracking his target as it was sucked through the air, his fire converging with Maya's as they shredded their opponents.

One of the horrors started to claw its way clear of the mass of bodies, shrieking in rage and pain. Maya shifted her aim, but it fell before she could fire, a bullethole appearing in the middle of its blistered, bleeding forehead.

Maya glanced to her left, startled. Tina had opened fire with a pistol, her face a tortured mask of fury and disgust. She fired again and again, picking off targets with a precision Maya wouldn't have expected from her.

Finally, the last of the tortured souls lay quiet on the ground. Maya panned her weapon around, checking the area. "See anyone else, Sal?"

"No, looks like we're clear!" He trotted back to the point. "Let's get moving."

"Right." May turned to Tina. "Come on. Don't look, let's just go."

Tina ignored her. Instead, she shoved her pistol into her belt and walked over to the nearest fallen goliath, determination etched into her expression.

"Tina? What are you...?"

Maya trailed off. Tina was staring down at the remains, holding her hand up to Maya. She stayed like that for a few seconds. Then, with sudden ferocity, she kicked the goliath's dangling skull.

Salvador whistled appreciatively as the grisly projectile went flying over the rooftops. "Not bad, chica. You should go out for the Pandoran football league."

Tina bounced back over, grinning with a little too much force and a maniacal edge- but at least she was grinning. "Maybe I will. But it's the soccer league, girl."

"Oh, ho ho, don't even start with that one!"

Maya took point and let Salvador keep Tina talking. It prevented her from dwelling too much on the charred bodies, twisted remains, blood splashes, and other various reminders that something truly horrific had just happened here.

Fortunately, nothing else attacked them, so Salvador was able to keep up the running chatter until they reached the buzzard control center. "Here we go," Maya said. "Tina, you keep watch from the edge of the launch pad. Yell if you see any more varkids coming."

"You got it, girlfriend!"

"Sal, get ready." Maya grabbed the door handle and stood off to one side.

Salvador nodded and lined up his gun. Maya twisted the handle and kicked the door inward-

Nothing. The control center was empty.

"Huh." Salvador lowered his gun. "I've never been so disappointed and relieved at the same time."

"Back home, we call that 'ambivalence'," Maya said absently. "Okay, here...we...go!" She punched one final control, and a buzzard rotated into view on the platform. "Our ride awaits."

"Fantastico!" Salvador paused. "Who's going to fly it?"

Time stopped. Even the varkid shrieks seemed to freeze in the air.

Finally, Maya and Salvador looked at each other. Salvador smiled in mad desperation. "Hey, no problem, right? I mean, we kill these pilots all the time. That makes us smarter than them, no? That means we should be able to figure out how to fly one of these, no problem!"

"You logic is astounding," Maya said dryly. She walked over and sat in the cockpit. "It doesn't look bad... if I can just figure out how to start it..."

"Twist the key over there, and pull back on the stick," Tina said, pointing. "That'll start bringing up the throttle. The engines can lift us off once we hit 1500 rpm."

Time didn't stop for Tina, but it had the decency to slow down. "You know how to fly these things?" Maya managed to get out.

"Brick's been giving me lessons," Tina said nonchalantly.

"Is that a yes or no?"

"Umm... sort of. He always rode with me, just in case. " She brightened. "But he let me do all the actual piloting."

"So this would be your first solo flight." Maya sighed. "Well, it's more than we had. Sal, strap into the left seat, and keep your guns ready. I don't know how long this scan will take, and you'll have keep shooting at everything the whole time I'm at it."

Salvador hefted his guns and grinned. "I love every part of what you just said!"

"Of course you do." Maya forced herself to not tense up. "Tina... take the stick. You're in charge of this one."

"Awesome!" Tina jumped into the pilot's seat, fastened the restraint harness, and manipulated a few controls.

Maya couldn't help but notice her feet didn't touch the floorboards.

"All aboard, ladies!" Tina called. "Let's get this baby flyin'!"

Salvador and Maya strapped in, and Tina's hands continued to dance over the buzzard console as she prepped the engine. "Hey, Salvador!" she called to him. "You always yell things right before you blow stuff up. What's a good one for right before you go flying in an airborne death machine?"

"Ummm...oh! I know!" He leaned as close to Tina as he could and said something too quietly for Maya to hear.

Tina, however cackled madly. "Awesome!" She pulled back on the stick, and the engines whined to life. "Screw you, Newton!"

The buzzard began to lift off. It rolled enough to make Maya grip her shoulder straps uneasily, but Tina got them off the ground and into a climb. "Ok, sister, now what?"

"Just hold us steady!" Maya shouted over the rotors. She dug out Zero's scanner and booted it up. "Bearing three-one-five, elevation zero-two-six degrees!"

"What?"

"Left and up!" Maya kept her eyes on the scanner screen as Tina jerkily maneuvered them towards the patch of ionized air. "Ok, we're close enough! Just hold here for a minute!"

[Um, Maya?] Salvador yelled. With the buzzard between them, he had switched to his ECHO unit.

"Little busy!" She tapped a few controls, making sure the data was recording.

[Maya, I think you need to see this!]

"Not now, Sal!"

[Yes, now, Maya! Look down!]

"Fine! I'll look, dammit!" Maya tore her eyes off the screen in exasperation, looked down... and felt a surge of horror.

The varkids had stopped fighting. In fact, there didn't even seem to be any of the mutant insects left.

What was left was a transformation pod fifty feet across. And it was still growing.

Tina was staring at it as well. "Tell me you're done over there!"

Maya glanced at the screen. "I need another minute!"

There was the sound of Salvador cocking his guns. [I don't think we-]

The pod erupted, sending a wave of fluid across the ground. Something pushed its way out of the sac, shrieking in a way that somehow reminded Maya of metal shredding metal. For another second, Maya wasn't sure what she was seeing. It was all iridescent armor, legs thicker than bullymong arms, and mandibles that looked like they could rip Sanctuary in half. Then the armor on its back rustled, and massive transparent wings unfolded, stretching into the sky.

Humans had been destroyed by whatever had mutated everything in Tundra Express. Varkids had been perfected.

"Oh, sh-"

The wings began to beat, picking up speed quickly. Their drone dominated all other sounds, eclipsing even the whine of the buzzard's engines. The varkid gave its warbling, high-pitched shriek, and began to take to the air.

Maya didn't even bother to hope the thing hadn't seen them. It was coming right for their buzzard. She pulled her SMG, but the weapon had never seemed so inadequate.

The thing was almost directly underneath the buzzard, giving both Vault Hunters the best shot they could hope for. They opened fire, raking the thing's carapace. Creature and bandits all over Pandora had fallen to their guns; this one didn't even seem to notice. It didn't look like their fire even scratched the strangely hypnotic colors in the armor.

Then, to Maya's infinite relief, she heard a chime from the scanner in her hand. "Scan's done! Get us out of here, Tina! Go, now!"

Tina gunned the buzzard's engines for all the were worth. The craft accelerated quickly, and in seconds, they were flying away from Tundra Express, heading over open ground. They had just enough speed to hold their distance from the flying battlefortress of an insect, but nothing else. Even worse, Maya somehow had the impression it wasn't really trying to catch them.

Yet.

All right... let's try this. Maya clenched her fist and and concentrated. Light flashed in the creature's face, and the air rippled as a sphere of dark energy flashed against the creature's eye.

It didn't do any damage. It did seem to enrage the monster. The varkid gave another ear-splitting shriek, stretched its mandibles wide-

"Tina, BANK RIGHT!"

The varkid spewed a torrent of burning fluid at them, but Tina had reacted in time. The air heated up thirty degrees, but it had missed. That time.

[You wanna spit fire?!] Salvador bellowed. [Here's some fire from me!] Twin hails of bullets vomited from Salvador's side, splattering against the varkid's face.

The varkid's shrieked again, and sent another jet of liquid fire after them. Tina jerked the stick again, barely dodging the blast.

[Come on, cucaracha!] Salvador roared. [Come and get me!] Another salvo of bullets splatted against the creature's armored shell. [You think you're bad?! I've eaten bigger bugs than you!]

Abruptly, the varkid slowed. The massive wings beat the air less furiously, and the buzzard started to gain some distance and altitude. In a few seconds, they were fifty feet above the varkid and maybe twice that far away.

Maya frowned. Why would it do that? Is it giving up? "Sal, are you seeing this? It's dropping back!"

[Si, because buggy back there doesn't want me to fry him with oil!]

"I sincerely doubt that!" She twisted around to the cockpit. "Give it all she's got, Tina! I don't like this one-"

The air exploded.

The shockwave rocked the buzzard, throwing Maya against her restraints. A second explosion battered their airspace, and Maya looked wildly for the source. "What the hell?!"

There was a swarm of black dots taking off from the varkid, approaching fast. Some were already around them: smaller insects, each roughly the size of a volleyball. They weren't agile, but they were fast... and their abdomen all glowed with a fiery orange light.

"Spitting napalm at us wasn't enough?!" Maya shouted in disbelief. She raked the sky with her gun, detonating a few of the new insects before they got any closer. "It just had to throw organic grenades, too!"

[At least these die!] Salvador yelled. A series of explosions erupted from his side of the buzzard. [I don't like that thing's armor! Where's a big, glowing weak point when you need it?!]

"Probably in the mouth, under another armor plate!" Maya yelled back, still firing. "For that matter, where are these things coming from?!"

[Looks like they're flying out of holes in the underside of its body!]

"Great! We're fighting a varkid that thinks it's a rakk hive!"

[Hey, Maya!] Salvador's voice had taken on a strangely thoughtful quality. [How many 'grenades' do you think that thing carries?]

"How should I know?!" She blasted another four, and the explosion was close enough to rock the buzzard again. "In something that size? Could be thousands!"

[Just what I needed to know! Tina, get us some more height!]

"You got it, shawty!"

The buzzard angled up, clawing for altitude. As the the harness straps cut into her shoulders, the varkid came into view directly below them. Maya started to get a bad feeling. "Sal, what are you-"

"GEROOONIIIIIMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

All of Salvador's life, he had thought the greatest rush was facing the hordes, mowing down any that opposed him. Now, as he plummeted through the air, free-falling towards an unholy insectoid monstrosity that spewed fire and explosives, he knew a bittersweet truth:

This was life's greatest rush, and it would never come again. Guess I'd better enjoy it!

Salvador fired the whole way down, his miniguns detonating any of the smaller explosive insects unlucky enough to be in his path. He kept firing when the path was clear, watching his bullets splatter against the strip of the varkid's body between its head and massive wings. He clenched his teeth, watching his fire ricochet ineffectively off the varkid's armor. For what felt like eternity, the vast, rainbow-irridescent hide stretched out before him, his gunfire continuing to pound impotently on the implacable shell, until finally...

A crack.

Salvador flipped over a microsecond before he would've done the most epic faceplant in the history of Pandora. Instead, he stuck his landing, slamming into the varkid's carapace with his bootheel.

His impact widened the crack.

Salvador stabbed his guns up against the weakened area and fired, oblivious to anything else. He fired until the last round in the clip was spent, went to reload-

[SAL!]

Salvador's head whipped up, and he saw the varkid was closing on the buzzard, flame spewing towards the tiny craft, threatening to roast it and his friends-

"The hell you say!" He pulled his shotguns, abandoning his empty rifles. Chips of armor flew around him, and then those guns were empty, too. Dual SMGs widened and deepened the hole before yielding the task to Salvador's pistols, then, finally, his rarely used sniper rifle collection.

With a final click, Salvador the Gunzerker was effectively out of ammunition for the first time in his entire life.

Too bad for the varkid.

The fury of ten thousand warriors howled into the Pandoran sky. The summit of all humanity plied his rage upon the varkid's scarred and cracked hide. The ocean of man's hatred crashed against the rocks of nature's indifference as evolution gave way to primal instinct. Countless generations of mankind had bred, fought, invented, persevered, clawed their way across the stars, lived and died... all so Salvador could punch a bug.

Mankind won.

Sal's final blow shattered the last inch of shell left by his bullets. Gasping, Salvador seized a grenade that had patiently waited its turn for this, the pinnacle of its existence. With bloody hands, he pulled the pin and shoved the device into the quivering mass of jellied insect flesh.

Then he ran like hell.

From her seat in buzzard, Maya saw Salvador sprint for the edge of the varkid. "Tina! Full speed!"

Salvador leapt into the air again, folding in his arms and willing himself to drop faster. A very small part of his mind realized he was falling towards hard ground further and faster than he ever had before, but most of it was saying five... four...three...two...

The explosion was Salvador's proudest creation ever. The grenade detonated the varkid's internal stores of napalm, and then chain reacted into its unlaunched living grenades. The nearly invulnerable armor now worked against itself, trapping the explosions, rebounding the shockwaves, until it could contain no more, and the massive creature shredded itself in an orgy of detonation.

The varkid didn't even have time to shriek as it died; it simply started to fall, then blew itself apart in the biggest, loudest, and juiciest explosion ever.

Salvador crashed to the ground, making a crater three feet deep and nine wide. He staggered out and spat out a tooth on the ground, but he was alive. Salvador stared skyward, watching his masterpiece of destruction rain down around him, burning exoskeleton and varkid guts. In the distance, Maya and Tina's cheers echoed down from the buzzard. Salvador stabbed both fists into the air in exultation, bellowing his triumph in testament to everything he would ever be:

"I AM ALL THAT IS MAN!"

[I think that's the most poetic I can get about a man completely losing his sh*t.]

[I learn about new things all the time on FFN. For instance, I had no idea there were countries named Estonia and Brunei Darussalam.]

[Next week, it's discussion time in Sanctuary! Riveting! Thanks for reading, and hope to see you there!]