In my time, I've been prone to sometimes understating things.  For example, that D'Arcy doesn't smell "completely offensive", or telling the police that Igloo Coder was "barely inebriated".  I won't be making that mistake here.  What I have found today has the impact of a sledgehammer to the testes - but it's a *totally awesome* sledgehammer to the testes*.

Jeff Perrin, Calgary's newest hero and role model, is responsible for this fine piece of work, which begins with:

"Do you ever wake up in the morning and think to yourself, "Damn, I am one kick-ass son of a bitch?" Well I used to, until I found the blog of Justice Gray."

and unbelivably, it gets better from there.  Seriously, before you read the rest of this post, you need to read Jeff's.  I tried to put my thoughts into words but failed so instead you get a visual representation:





There is one glaring mistake in Jeff's post that I must address. 

Justice is *not* the raddest name of all time, because Jeff's E-mail address starts with "testosteles".  There is no debate as to whether "Testosteles" is the singularly coolest moniker ever - indeed, the only debate I have is
whether this should be the name of my first born son or whether I should just make that my new middle name. 

Testosteles = power. 
Testosteles = virility! 
Testosteles = RADNESS unchained~!

It is obvious from Jeff's writing style that there is someone in Calgary with ridiculous charisma.  Jeff, my friend, if you come down to Edmonton Code Camp this September the beers are on me, buddy!!  Thank you for not only making my day but also turning Calgary into the greatest city in the Western Hemisphere with just two to three paragraphs!  Truly, the only way Calgary could be a better city if they made fun of the Igloo Coder all the time, but then they would have to change the name of the city to "Paradise".

* If it wouldn't have broken up the flow, every single sentence in this post would end with the TILDE~! That is how excruciatingly awesome Jeff's post was.