In that text box, I composed one of the most delightful works of fine poetic commentary this world has ever seen. I couldn't seem to stop; and continued on and on about the many ways in which this DVD would change the world for the better. I may have even praised GK as "The forgotten son of Shiva", and "the wiser elder brother of Ganesha" in there somewhere. And finally, as I wrapped the whole thing up with a scene of a happy Barn Swallow cooing to his mate over seas of glistening colas, I clicked the "post comment" button, and those fucking YouTube fascists told me that I couldn't post more than 500 characters. I then proceeded to writing a quick, hopefully effective, and generic response which I may have double posted. Fuck.
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