my ammo is fully loaded....

my fuel is fully topped with spare tanks of nescafe...

Armed with a ever trusthy uni-ball Signo 0.7 calibre that shoots bluish black ink out.


And to assist me to make swift and precise but accurate aims, I have my black Casio Fx-991W which has the capability to perform sine cosine and tangent functions, whilst executing a 2Pi radians revolution to seek the area of best eternal Sunshine to give me a spotless mind. The sun is for charging up the batteries in case my regular ever ready becomes not-so-ready for the battle ahead....


So i say... bring them on....
Nothing in this world scares me....
I aint no wussy.
I can do it....


no?
Go and Die.


For i am mighty. a fortress that is impregnable....
one thing stand in my way though.... The Great Walls of Design....As my troops seemingly suffer from fatigue... the Walls definitely infinitely multiplied themselves into infinitesimal elements.... so much so that my General Mussolini Adolf. suggested that i tried to hire a very chio FEMale.....aka Finite Element Model.


ok somebody HELP!!!!
FEM is killing me...........