In the beginning, there were people. Some of these people were good and some were bad. One day, God decided to get rid of the bad people, but then he realized that he couldn't tell who was good and who was. Instead of asking the everybody if they were good or bad (this is like asking a liar if he is a liar), he asked me to do his dirty work.

God, however, forgot that I might be among the bad.

I created this tribe so that those who wear sheep clothing, may come together and delight in their wolly fate. So please- sit down, have a cup a tea, and share with me and others your soft and furry stories of deceit and malice.