SPACE PIT is amazing and mysterious. Most people that meet him get killed.

Luckily some people survived and documented him:

Here we see SPACE PIT expressing himself with a sign he made. Since just about everyone that meets SPACE PIT gets killed, he didn't get a good education. I think he is sad. This drawing shows SPACE PIT's power! His buff arms are emphasized. I wouldn't want to be in front of this guy in line at the DMV! SPACE PIT never ceases to amaze all humanity.

There's even a freakin' song about him: download the mp3

LYRICS: Deep down are the forces of evil. Men on bikes leading large teams of weasles. Space men cannot save you now. Danger, man. They'll plow your face off! Space Pit! No Return! Spaceship! Tax Returns! Space Pit! Feel the burn! Face it! Tax Returns! Scary beads haunt my ego. reaching out like the wings of seagulls. Take my hand and learn about colors Hide your dog and hide your mothers. Space Pit! No Return! Spaceship! Tax Returns! Space Pit! Feel the burn! Face it! Tax Returns! Space Pit! No Return! Spaceship! Tax Returns! Space Pit! Feel the burn! Face it! Tax Returns! Returns to kill us! He does! He does return to kill you and me!

If you like SPACE PIT, you can email him, but he doesn't type very well. His email is SPACEPIT@tomthinks.com. You're probably crazy if you do like him, so you should see a brain doctor. ALSO, SPACE PIT'S OFFICIAL WEBSITE is HERE