Dreamt that I was in a low-lit bathroom. The light had a bluish tint.

In the bathroom with me was a choir along with its conductor. They were getting ready to sing, but every time they opened their mouths to sing the first line, there was a "plop" from one of the bathroom stalls.

It got difficult after a while because some of the choir members got the giggles from the constant interruptions.

I wanted to know why the person in the stall was:

A) Having such a time-consuming bowel movement

- and -

B) Strategically choosing his "release" times to coincide with the singers' commencement

I went into his stall and was surprised to find that, not only was he having a hell of a bowel movement, but his lawyer was in there with him, and they were having a meeting.

It was really gross.

After Blog Mint [?] :

Hey, Ben - just for future reference, keep in mind that the most effective evil is the kind that doesn't look like evil.

Wear your badge proudly, my friend, but understand that wearing it on your sleeve will just make it that much more difficult to secure souls for the Prince of Darkness.

If you can somehow convince your evil to wear pink bunny slippers, I think you'll find that the evil rating for your site will go way down, but your quota of fallen souls will go through the roof.

Jesus. What in the hell am I talking about?

[Update]

I headed over to The Germatriculator myself just for kicks, and found that my name is 87% evil.

Not only that, but my first and last names have the exact same evil score of 940.

It's like I was born to borg.