The Writing Staff here at the McMaster’s Disaster blog would like to bring an item to the reader’s attention. We, here, at the company feel that, plagiarism is, in fact, the most sincere form of respect and flattery. If we do, in any shape or form, copy, borrow, hijack, alter, forge, or manipulate your work and/or ideas, please note that it is probably due to one of these possible reasons (excuses)…..

• I didn’t care
• I was too lazy to take the time and actually make a note of you’re contributions, but I’ll try when I have more motivation
• I didn’t realize that I had stolen/borrowed your stuff…..in my opinion, the word stolen is to borrowed as tomato is to tomatoe……DING!DING!DING! With formulations like these we can easily see why I was a loser on both of the famous hit T.V. game shows otherwise known as the ACT and SAT tests. (Truth be told*****here comes a rant***** what you have witnessed was a classic example of self depreciation – I probably did better on those tests than you did. So as you’re starting your new career as an automotive manufacturing engineer, just know this…if it weren’t for underachievers like myself, pumping the petroleum into the pretty, shimmering inventions that you design, they would go nowhere. For those of you who didn’t do so hot on the Reading Section of the tests, what I’m trying to convey (what I mean) is that your car would not move without some schlub (me) pumping gas into it. It’s called a symbiotic relationship. It means (I’ll talk slowly) that, unfortunately, you need a guy like me. And no, that you’re not better than me……and that really, which I will explain at a later time, I’m really not bitter about you making more money than I do…..REALLY*****End of rant(although, on a separate side note, there are very few websites out there that can wrap biology lessons, life tips, music reviews, celebrity interviews, current events and wiener jokes all together in such an eloquent manner)….. and back to why you/they weren’t sited on this blog.
• You weren’t smart enough to put it on the web
• I didn’t know how to (but, I’m still smarter than you)
• And, finally, if that last piece of crap that I just threw against the wall doesn’t stick -my old favorite – I did your Mom…twice….