I keep hearing the song from 311, "Come original" in my harvesting mix and every time I keep thinking YOU and YUNK. I keep seeing you standing tall screaming the lyrics at all the Steem network. If I had an iota of artistic ability I would attempt to draw it, but that would be a true disaster, so I allow my words to attempt the image.
I am yunk.
Transcendental Yunkness is the new religion!