Nah, that's only you making an unexpected deposit in the Home Bank of The Sparky.
Nice try, kid.
You see, your posting history is chock-full of immaturity and childish allusions; I mean, no adult would post some of the stuff you do. You exist in a world of illusion and fancy (as is suggested by your screen name: An end-note in a fantasy — originally intended for children — that you have embraced; it speaks volumes about you, Frack). I think you dwell in this fantasy world because reality confuses you; the world of responsibility and obligation and consequence is too much for you to grasp; and so you seek refuge in the simple security of childhood: I’m sure if you could you’d retreat to the sanctuary of the womb. Perhaps that is why you often come off — at any given moment — as floating along upon the magic carpet of your drug of choice, or whatever is close at hand. Because, Frack; some of your stuff is way out there.