Jack Off Ruby, so named by Kukubee, is the last of it's kind. A dong imagined the day we discovered the secret of the Dragon, in essence the Dragon's dong. No longer will the giant dongs live with us on the moon, but instead Jack Off Ruby will keep silent watch as the plugs are pulled and our Urth disappears from all but our hearts and memories. Thank you Kukubee for all the dongs in Ur they will be in our hearts always.
May this masterpiece splurge seeds of Glitchiness on you all as you head out into the real world (and you never know - in 9 months one of you could give birth to a baby dong which you call Jack off Jnr, and has a bowl haircut and tie)
I am gonna miss these works of art, and moreso, you guys so hard.
I'm saving this to my desktop to remember forever as a testiment to all you've done.
I don't know ejactly what Ill do next, but I hope to run into you guys somewhere down the line.
And if you guys find a new home, I will be sure to come.
Getting sacked was not the end for me.
But rather, I see it as a seminal stage in all of our friendship as a community.
So don't feel down. Stand erect.
Keep your head up high.
We will all meat again.
Penises.
(Okay, maybe I'm not completely out)
Now we need to rename Toxic Moon to Phallic Moan.
:)
Excellent!