I Was an Opera Fanboy!!!!
Not so long ago, I was swept up by a strange and nefarious presence known to the public as the Opera Web Browser. Little did I know that this would lead me surely and inexorably down to the path to the dissolute existence that now presents itself to me. Hello, my name is Louis, and *I*, am a recovering *Opera Fanboy*.
It was only a couple of years ago that I decided that the loving charms of IE, my constant companion up to that time were no longer sufficient for my incorrigible lusts, which would not be slated by it's workaday features and dumpy ministrations. I sought adventure and the attraction of a fetishized other, in the form of a terrible Beast, one whose presence would be signified only by the luminous glow of a hovering red "O" in the air. Should you wish to experience just a tiny portion of the horror that befell my beleaguered soul, you need only proceed by increments down the trail that begins here:
So don't be misled by the clarion calls of these trickster sirens who would take you away from those that you once loved. To this end I have compiled a list of signs to look out for should you suspect that you are coming under the spell of this insidious disease that is consuming our youth and corrupting the minds of our women. May I present, "You Know You're an Opera Fanboy When..."