Because after the poster decided to go back to the Tibetan monastery in Ocala, Florida he learned that the size of joy in life is not dependent upon the size of his train. He also realized that making shoes for one legged narcoleptic Argentina's named Hans was not preferred over his love for his girlfriend of six months. Unfortunately by the time he returned from Florida his girlfriend already left him for a one eyed narcoleptic roofer named Toshi that drops more pills that a three fingered pharmcist.