I have a message from Chris. Toadman. Him. That guy. The one who made this page. Your master and overlord. Etc.
His Most Esteemed Toadman-edness hath given me this message, which I shall bequeath unto ye all. So here I go. Bequeathing the message. Riiiight.... about....
later.
later.
later........
Soon...
Later...
Now:
"Yo, mah homiez, mah geekbox's been broked since I got back from vacation, fo' rizzle. It don't look like it gonna be bettah no time soon, so don' be expectin' none of them updates I be doin. None of them artworks gon' be here awhile, fo'izzle. I be sorry, mah homiez. Don't be a playa' hata', yo."
Yes, I may have run that through a gangsta translator, but it's more fun to imagine he really said it like that.