Beijan. I saw you last in Las Plamas. You were sipping a nice Swedish Vodkas.
He stared at me for a prolonged period of time and then vomited.
I vomit at your question. Nothing would ever let me blow up a car bomb underneath the Antarctic Embassy. Till then.
No. I'll see you on the Azure Coast.
No. I'll see you in my Nuclear Sub.
Game. on.
Game. on.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
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