Here's a picture that sums up my mood quite accurately. Warning, it's long and doesn't exist anymore. But I did do the spoon thing, only I had a plastic spoon and wasn't able to penetrate the table. Maybe if I had a metal spoon. Oh yeah, that might contain spoilers for Last Exile. But if you have any idea what's going on in the picture, you probably don't care about them.
Chris gave me a brownie to potentially smash my face into.
Did I just hit return? Hmph. That's not what I meant to do. Those of you reading the short version, please reload this.
It's a personal matter.
All I can say is it's going to involve a Battletoads Team Endurance Race so that they have to be as miserable as I am. A Wait And See Endurance Race is too cruel, as is Disco Battletoads. I'm not that malicious, am I?
Ok, maybe I am and the only reason this won't be Disco Battletoads is because I'd be putting up with it too.
Chris gave me a brownie to potentially smash my face into.
Did I just hit return? Hmph. That's not what I meant to do. Those of you reading the short version, please reload this.
It's a personal matter.
All I can say is it's going to involve a Battletoads Team Endurance Race so that they have to be as miserable as I am. A Wait And See Endurance Race is too cruel, as is Disco Battletoads. I'm not that malicious, am I?
Ok, maybe I am and the only reason this won't be Disco Battletoads is because I'd be putting up with it too.