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That's well made, a damn fine suit if i do say so myself.
I can see the headlines now, (lame pun so intended), "ONE MANS GARBAGE, ANOTHER MANS FASHION"
Also, I'd like to point something out here...
What gentleman would come to the SF0 Prom without a corsage? Or possibly a boutonniere, depending on whether he's going stag.
What gentleman would come to the SF0 Prom without a corsage?
SF0 Prom
That seems like a wonderful idea to me.
I plan on doing a much better completion of this, but, untill then, this is the first thing I thought of when I read this task:
This game has often blurred my perception of reality.
And what I think of people.
The older I get (I am damn young, though.), the more cynical I get about people. Humans, people, what have you. I find I become more and more jaded. Almost detached, realizing my, and everyone's, mortality. It gives everything a dreary sense of pointlessness. But then I play sf0. we're playing sf0. It's a game. We play as characters, but more often than not these characters blur reality, or are projected ideas of our selves, or however you play. But I digress, what I'm trying to say is that I've met a lot of players in real life so far, and each experience was amazing. It's good to be reminded that strangers, people I've met online, aren't all that bad. People can be amazing, and you all remind me of that. The group tasks in San Francisco I've gone to in the last two years were amazing, and I'm at a loss of words to describe how I remember them, other than that they were awesome. I miss the game. You guys rock.
please. no one die.
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minus the album part.
These demands are absurd!
Down with that which we do not understand!
probably
*low chuckle*
The guy is reaching into the bushes and looks up, sees Lank standing across the street in a window, gazing at him with a dead stare.