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Half-Life, and faulty RPGs sticking in the wall.
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INVADER PANTS
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I have no farking clue what this one was a bout, but it involved coffee, cakes, campus (shopping) carts and Eddie and Psymon from…
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Wondering where Falco went? Wonder no more. Here’s a hint: Snowboarding. That’s right, kiddies! It’s yet another horrific games collision from the twisted dreams…
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I had a dream. This is the second time I’ve had this dream. I know this. But this time, it finished. I think. Once…
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Let’s assume for a brief moment that I believe the world revolves around me. That would mean that I would be trying to get…
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White Boe Dies
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It’s not that I enjoy talking to walls . . . it’s that I enjoy convincing the wall that it’s a floor.
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I had a dream that Jorenko and I were in a hotel, a four story hotel, trying to find room 433. We climbed the…
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I had a dream that I was at my grandmother’s house, but it was her old kitchen, the one she had before she had…
There is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.