Your father drains another beer, he’s one of the few that cares, crawling behind a Saracen’s hull from the safety of his living room chair
apologies, I’m a bit drunk and acting a bit stupid. If I could remove the thread, I would, but, well, y’know.
I think you have just been completely and utterly owned.
Pish, that’s easy. Forgotten Sons. Give me a harder one, Andrew.
-TomCigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary?
Ah, Crimso…
QT3 is turning into such a lush drunkytown.