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No Normal people allowed!!!

The Extra Crispy attack is back, yo. After two entire semesters of separation, during which the boring world attempted to conform our minds to normalcy, we are back in force and ready to take over again.

Hi Everyone, and welcome to... no wait. EVERYONE isnt on this website right now so thats not correct. So, um, Hi Everyone-who-is-on-our-website, and welcome to... no wait. Thats not right either. That greeting deliberately excludes non-website-visiting people... its.. its... *gasp* why its discriminatory!! Does that greeting reveal, then, an underlying prejudice against people who arent on this website?!? Have I, Spunky, secretly been intolerant all these years of non-website-visiting-people?!?! Oh the shame! Oh the infamy of it all! But I will make it right! I will do penance for my bigotist ways! I will shave my head and devote the rest of my life to educating my hard and hateful society of the evil of discriminating against non-website-visiting-people! Whiny people of the world, unite! Together we can change the face of society together we can create... equality!! Thank you, thank you. ::bows to applause:: Erm, right. ::cough:: Uh, so yeah... welcome to the Extra Crispy Website... Land of the Idiotic and Home of the Insane. Go Extra Crispiez!!

  WARNING: Overexposure to E-crispicism has been proven a leading cause in the development of an uncontrollable sense of humor and a new life perspective. If you develop any of the following symptoms, see your psychiatrist immediately, because you are contracting Extra Crispicism: spontaneous laughter, compulsive practical joke-playing, involuntary happiness, or an uncontrolable optimistic outlook.
 
 
 ~ This site is in a chronic state of renovation, reconstruction, transformation, alteration, transmogrification and updatification-- in other words we're working on it all the time. ~

 
Wondering where the whole "Extra Crispy" thing came from? Well, here's the story. Warning: Like everything else on this site, this story is not going to make much sense. But then, since it has to do with ECism, why should it?
 
  It all started one Tuesday morning, during our YMCA tennis class. I (Spunky) was upset that morning, (well, as close to upset as I know how to be) because people kept mispronouncing my name. Personally, I don't think Laura is so hard to say, but that's another story for another day... Anyway, I was walking around growling. Later, during tennis, the instructor asked why we were doing something (can't recall what it was-- some little habit of ours acquired from six years of lessons.) "why, it's a tradition," I replied. "Tradition..." Talia repeated, " yeah, 'traditional or extra crispy?'" "gRRRRR" I said... "Laura: extra crispy!!" In that moment, a movement was born that was destined to revolutionize the world... the Extra Crispiez.

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Grrrr...okay peeps WHO stole our hit counter?? ::looks around suspiciously:: Its gone-- or maybe... *gasp*... maybe its not REALLY gone! MAYBE.. Maybe it was never there in the first place! Maybe hit counters dont even exist! Maybe this is all a figment of my Spunky-ish imagination! I bet thats it... I bet hit counters were all in my head this whole time and you guys dont even know what Im talking about... and youve just been humoring me and helping me along in my pathetic hit-counter delusion. ...But then MAYBE... maybe NONE of this is real! Maybe its ALL just a figment of my imagination! Maybe I dont exist either! Maybe its all in my head! No wait thats not possible if I dont exist... and even if I do exist its still not possible cause theres NOTHING in my head-- "You dont remember what I just said, do you?" "Nope, nothin in my noggin!" Oh well I give up... these life mysteries are just too complicated for me to figure out. Ill leave it to the sane normal people in the world... ... but DOES anybody know what happened to our hit counter?