I say, we can go where we want to; a place where they will never find.
And we can act like we come from out of this world. Leave the real one far behind!
And we can dance!
Now that we've got the lyrics to Safety Dance out of the way, I shall describe myself.
I, but a mere knave of the land, hath resorted to finding booty on these troubled lands. Yea, troubled lands riddled with MySpace-angled selfies, duckfaces, and how do you say, straight-up tit pics. But alas, the dross hath tickled the fancy of this poor man, and lest he be dragged away by the temptresses at Pornhub.com, he may have time to entertain thy inquiries or pursuits.
I'll be frank with you...
Hi, I'm Frank.
My name isn't Frank.