Angie's Page, submitted by Kolle. In the twenty years of my life that I've thrown away staring at various bright and shiny objects such as the sun, television, my computer monitor, a mirror pointed at the sun, and pictures of the sun displayed on my computer monitor, I've never received anywhere near as much ocular damage as I did in the five seconds I was able to glimpse and absorb Angie's Page. After those five seconds, which seemed more like tiny decades the size of atoms, I went so blind that the darkness I viewed became a black hole that swallowed up my entire face. I'm now blindly slamming keys and hoping for the best! Here's a quote:

Hey! My name is Angie and I am a soccer player at MMS! I am also a cheerleader there too! I am apart of the tumbling team and FCS. I have blonde hair and blue eyes and I am short...I have a lot of best friends, too many to name! Well, that is all I got to say!~! t2ul! lylas and lylab! bye!

I don't know. I just don't know anymore. The amount of visual stimulation she managed to pack into such a small space is commendable. I didn't think you could compress pixels together so densely, let alone have them animated in bright neon colors, let alone have them come together to form awful images. She must have had some kind of welding helmet on while making this thing, because it sure did a number on my optical receivers. Enjoy!

– Josh "Livestock" Boruff (@Livestock)

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