One day, I was camping in the northern Michigan woods, and I came across a turtle in the road. We stopped the car, and I went to get a picture. I reached my hand out and it reared up on its mossy haunches and bit me. Stupid idiot turtle. I was just giving it a friendly pat, and the old fool tried to take off my thumb. Its good I posses Anakin Skywalker-like reflexes and saved my primal appendage. Any way, while perusing the Internet I came across of someone who does not have a deep rooted animosity towards turtles. His name is Johnathan, and well, he likes turtles.
Oh well, its time to watch the debates. Look for my post debate review moments after the carnage. Aight then, holla then.