Right now there's not much to see. Maybe you can just sit back and imagine what could be on this page. See if you can trick your brain into seeing more words than are actually there.
You might have stumbled across this page after I destroyed you in TF2. If that is the case, you only have your inadequacy to blame.
Also, hasn't anyone told you not to click on strange links on the internet?
Noobs pwned: too high to count
My CPU runs on pure Monster Energy drink.
The power supply is more radioactive than Chornobyl, times about 9000.
My hard drive clicks away late at night as I struggle to sleep.
The swaying lights of my rgb components create an artificial sun.
The street lights flicker whenever I boot up a game.
Rows and columns and columns and rows of random numbers pump through the systems like blood.
We are slaves to this new master, and we are masters of the game.
Even now the computer sways the auto generated predictive text to course my hands.
What you read is not me.