Warning: You are entering a slash friendly area!
We, the women of the RSM, in an effort to form a really loose
confederation of passionately uncommitted rational anarchists,
accept no rules and no limits.
We have no boundaries. We do not explain ourselves. We do not
accept American Express.
We will tirelessly work to propagate and spread slash over the
globe, but other than that, we make no promises.
We don't need no fuckin' rules! But we do need the fuckin' badges.
Color coordinated, with matching pj's. Fuzzy slippers are optional.
We reserve the right to speak in non sequiturs, and to be
inexplicable and obscure.
We reserve the right to come to the aid of any sister RSM'er who
finds herself surrounded by the forces of logic and clarity. Not to
mention the Religious Right.
We reserve the right to slash anyone, anywhere, at anytime. TPTB
shall not prevail against us (but all normal disclaimers apply).
We accept that we will be misunderstood, maligned, and envied by
the mundanes, but we don't care. Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke.
A cautionary note: See the pretty banner? Isn't it lovely? Yeah, we
think so, too. You're more than welcome to admire it, drool over it, and
enjoy it, that's what it's here for -- but please don't take it and post
it on your site, even as a link back to us. That's a right reserved for RSM members.
Are you ready to wander around a little? Be our guest. Does your flashlight need batteries? Have you got plenty of bottled water? Trail mix? Condoms and lube? Don't get snippy with me, I'm supposed to stand here and be helpful. It's a real
fun job, too. See if I try to warn anybody else about the free range
muses and the missing strap on dildos....hah!
