|Full name:||Monkey ’o Doom|
|Handle:||Monkey 'o Doom|
|Rank:||Level 11 Psychopath (Psycho)|
|Location:||Your Mom, Afghanistan|
Some time ago, a young but persistent little primate set out to rate every piece of pixel art in the gallery. He wondered out what happened when you clicked the "random unrated pixel art" link when there was no more unrated pixel art. And so he set off on his journey, racing against the community as he rated and they submitted. Along the way there were the good (faved, surely), the bad, and the ugly, all rated as the monkey continued toward his goal.
In time, the intrepid adventurer, still far from success, consulted an elder on the subject. The Lord Penguin enlightened thusly: "Should you try the button when the button has no more to give, it shall do the best it can: rated pixels shall flow forth from its spigot." But the monkey, unsure of the tribal lore's truth, still continued, clicking that dang button, clicking a rating, reading the comments, and, once in a blue moon posting one of his own.
More recently, this very monkey rated the final piece, a feat achieved on the twenty-second of December in the year A.D. 2006. Upon the completion of his task, the curious monkey was compelled to once more click the button and discover the truth that had eluded him for so long.
The page loaded, and the image slowly downloaded. As the seconds ticked by, our protagonist nearly exploded of excitement. When the image finally consented to appear, he was devastated. It was just as the elder told him halfway to the end: the art shown was rated. Yet still it was a triumph, and the feeling of achievement experienced that day is still fresh in the mind of the primate who strove for the further goal.
The moral of the story is that when climbing the mountain to seek enlightenment, the master halfway can teach you just as much as the one on top, but you may have the good fortune to keep your extremities if you have the sense to take the easy path out. Rock on, and don't open package #9906753, for the sake of us all.