Fangirls... fangirls everywhere. There is a crazed look in their eyes as they write their slash fictions chock-full of mindless crack pairings. This is all so terrifying, because I know I can't escape. So I hide in my house with all the windows shut and covered, waiting for the horde of screaming teenage girls to go away. They never do, but one can still hope. I'm thinking about moving to Antarctica, the one place where they can't find me... that is, if I can get out of my house. Those crazies will tear me limb from limb! Please...someone...anyone...help me!