IHN had lived an amazing life even though it was rather short. IHN was a great friend; it was the kind of friend
that stands by you when you need somebody to be there. It once saved my life. We were both young then and we
weren’t very close. I was hastily walking across the street when IHN saw a speeding car. If it wasn’t for IHN,
I would have died right there. That’s how I became close to IHN. Yes, that was 1 year ago and we’ve been
inseparable ever since.
…… Uh what the fuck. Now that I have wrangled the keyboard away from a sappy cunt, we say farewell to a show
that never feared to tell you to fuck off, shut the fuck up, you’re a cock sucker, or anyone of it’s great aphorisms.
We will miss the off-color sub-humorous idiocies of the panel that IHN attracted. May you rest in peace IHN
with your pantaloons affixed permanently in the off position