Curtains up....

This is the rant room...

this isn't like Migz's Cogniscenti, dead yes, but before its decline it was the epitome of hell-ish sarcasm on earth (in a good way)... this isn't Fickis's Face behind the mask, with its countless poems and spacious prose... this isn't Aia's My Ruminations, a collection of emotions woven into elaborate poetry as well... nor is it like Kia's Bright Skies, with a style that is originally kia!... neither is it like Hope's Coffeebased, summing up a day's experiences in short bursts of text... it isn't Isabella's Patapeng, with its emotions and coke that would just leap right at you from the screen!... it isn't like Rose's A Rose may seem sweet and gentle, a comprehensive account of personal situations... this isn't Roy's Puto-boy, an exotic mix of curses and vanity giving out the distinct flavor that is roy... nor is it like Don's Estatumento, with its quiet ambience and mysterious rythym... and this isn't Emil's Limextreme, with nothing but BoA!...

This is THE RANT ROOM!

its specialty?! rants! mwahaha!

no one is safe, nothing is overlooked, the rant room sees all!