Be for warned, you reside in Whipple's Domain.  All wanderers to these realms bare witness to the extremes that one may go to bring satisfaction to those few who seek the ends of cyberspace.  Welcome to the end of civilization, the brink of desolation, and the edges of my insanity. 

I started this site with One page and ten mere jokes.  As one can see the tentacles of the jungle that resides in this here garden have overthrown and devastated the extremes of a once humble and  peaceful domain. 

Many chapters have been turned.  Many realms no longer exist.  But the base, the soul, and the distinction of Whipple's Domain will always exist.  Welcome the laughter, the uncontrolled consumption, and most definitely the beautiful ladies of all shapes and sizes!

Sailing is at the heart of the garden.  For it thrives here.  The existence only grows upon the sailing. Their one in the same.  If you think you seen it all,  you don't know the half of it. This is only the beginning: the battle before war, the kiss before love, and the birth before death.  Everlasting, ever seeking, ever living.

God speed, may one find what their looking for, before it finds them.  Mr. Whipple will wait, for time will only show it's true colors, the ultimate point, and the final consequences to our actions.