If you haven't heard through the grapevine already, I got attacked this evening by a guy with a knife. It was probably the scariest moment of my whole life, and I almost don't even fully believe it happened.
What I want to say is that the amount of love and support I've gotten from bronies and other people I don't even know is absolutely unbelieveable. Several times this tonight, I have been brought to tears simply by the fact that you all even give half a crap about some random guy like me. It's truly astounfing, and it means more to me than any of you probably know. Thank you so much, from the very bottom of my heart, the very depths of my soul. As much as I dick around and play the asshole with some of you, I truly love each and every one of you.
I'll leave you with this: tonight has reminded me of something my mother once told me. With the constant possibility of some terrible misfortune (as I narrowly escaped tonight), you should never say anything that you wouldn't be proud of being the last words you ever said.