Joe Provo's Heroic Web Junk

Eripuit caelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis.

-Turgot


Every page on the net is "under construction". These pages are "under mutation"; they change every time they are visited, barring a few nescessary constants. If you're lazy enough to stay here fifteen minutes and your browser supports META tags, we'll reload the page for you.

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Armed and LUDICROUS!!

Totally Random Joe Fact Number 1:
He was born in Virginia, though he has no Southern accent.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

I suggest you visit the Hunger Site once a day, and help feed hungry people.

Want more spew? Ready to help decide next TV season? Sit down and review the crimefighter plotlines.

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

Some years ago, a student came upon a sage by the temple.
The student approached the master, and said: "What is the secret to deep awareness?"
Said the master: "When the rock is different from the fig, then there shall be deep peace."
After puzzling over this for hours, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.

Cheers,
joe