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A Perpetual Motion Engine of Anxiety and Self-Loathing
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So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
I barely pay attention to WWE anymore, but Lucha Underground (the show that Mil is from) is my jam. It's basically what would happen if Vince McMahon were also Shang Tsung, and he set up the Mortal Kombat tournament in an underground temple hidden in a warehouse in Gotham City.
Needless to say, it is the single greatest television program ever.
In @Master Bruce's defense, this game is incredibly prolific and one of the main reasons I've made as few posts across all games this last week is because I have this insistence on reading EVERYTHING before I sit down to write anything...
@AndyC I had been meaning to contact you regarding Lex coming to assist Reed and the F4 in trying to get home, actually.
Doom aside, it seemed remiss for them to go to anyone else for help without first consulting Luthor. (Especially considering I had Reed have a begrudging friendship with Lex in New Frontier)
Had to take my dog to the vet last night because he wouldn't stop bleeding, then the vet refused to see him because they were prepping for surgery. Then, my stepdad has as of yet undiagnosed trouble with his head so he has hasn't slept all night. Now I'm almost wide awake at about 4:15am.
So maybe I'll finish a CS so I can actually join this game...
So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">So there I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.</div>
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